”Suddenly Safiya aunty appeared there.”Durgesh! Come with me. I want to talk to you about something very serious.”My Penis hardened at her melod...ious voice…Ahmad noticed it and smiled at me…”safiya aunty were more beautiful than even her extremely beautiful daughters.My Penis always responded whenever I saw her…Her voice was very sweet and musical…My Penis responded even on her voice.”What are you thinking my boy?” safiya aunty again addressed me, “Come on.”I was thirty two years old now…Begam. Sham ko aunty ne muze uthaya aur kaha ki chalo TV pe match aa rahi hai to mai turant utha aur uasake sath chala gaya aurTV pe match dekhane laga. Rat mai hum logone khana khaya aur bad maine unko good night kaha aur aapne room me aagaya aur so gaya. Subah takriban 7:00 baje door bell baj rahi thi maine uth ke dekha to aunty khadi thi unhone kaha jaldi apna door lock karo chalo mere sath maine door lock kiya aur mai unke room me gaya maine jaise hi room me enter kiya unhone darwaja bandh kiya. It was nearly all too late, but by the time the phone system suddenly died, I had finally found that one little bit of inner peace that had always evaded me up until now. I truly did have a father, and he loved me ... and I loved him! The last thing that she said to me was that he was going to get into his car now and come drive to see me, but trapped that moment as the massive EMP struck I doubted that he was ever able to leave, unless he had an old Corvette still in his garage. In any case,. "Heather cut him off "She knows who I am Bob. I said I was ready. Let's go. I want to take a shower and get all this salt water off of me." She picked up her towel and stood, waiting for her Uncle to figure out she had just changed the rules and wanted him to take her back to the house instead of teach her to surf.Bob was still trying to figure out where he fell off the turnip wagon. Why had she called him Bob instead of Uncle Bob? Then he realized she was probably trying to gracefully get off.