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CHAPTER
TEN:
—Okay?
Let’s start with establishing the very basic rules” Aunt Hillary said in a serious tone.
“Firstly
as I just said, you should promise to keep whatever discussed or done between
the two of us as top secrets okay? Never tell anyone anything about us without
my prior approval, understood? If at all I find-out that you have broken that
promise, consider the deal between us over!
It’s
just as simple as that. Okay?” she looked deep into my eyes.
“Yes
Aunty, I promise” I said confidently.
“Good!
Then Secondly, you must never forget that the main purpose of you staying here
is to complete your studies. I want you to always give main priority for that.
Your parents have high hopes about you. So don’t disappoint them. You must
promise me that you’ll never neglect your studies or your parent’s requests due
to getting carried away by ‘our-affairs’. Is that clear?” I liked it when she
highlighted the words “Our-Affairs”. I promised her I would never neglect my
studies or my parents.
"Also Thirdly, You must agree that I’ll be the
sole-decision maker in this little ‘secret affair’ of us. I’ll be deciding
when, where and what we’d be doing. You’ll have no say in it unless I ask your
opinion, okay? And you must promise me that you’ll always be abided by my
decisions and not act on your own; like last night! And even when under my
instructions you must always remember that this affair has to be kept
‘top-secret’. So whenever an unexpected situation occurs of us getting exposed
you should promise to act prudently and save ourselves. If not all this could
end-up in a very disastrous situation. Do you get it? I nodded in agreement to say that I understood
and agreed.
“We should continue to act as close friends; working
partners in our charity works. We must be very careful not to give a single
clue, not even just a suspicious word that could cause a doubt in anyone else’s
mind. Strictly, no third person should know anything about our private affairs.
And we should not risk keeping anything that could accidently get into the
wrong hands and cause trouble. So I prefer that we do not maintain any external
memories of our encounters; No diary notes or photographs and so on. Agreed?”
again, I nodded my head in agreement.
“And most of all I want you to never forget why I
committed to do this. It is true that I’m doing it willingly. It’s also true
that I too would derive certain pleasures out of it. In fact, an old woman like
me should be honored and flattered if a boy as young as you voluntarily
requests her company in this manner. But you must understand that I’m taking a
huge risk here. My self-respect and reputation would get ridiculed if this gets
leaked. People would call me a cheap third class hoer and condemn me to a point
that I would feel like committing suicide.
Always remember that I’m taking this huge risk because of you; because I
want to help you. I know you’ll one day appreciate my efforts. Don’t forget that
I’m doing you a favor here and I beg you for a favor in return; please don’t
let my self-respect be ruined. The protection of me is in your hands and I
trust you in it. Please don’t let me down son” there were tears in her eyes.
Even I felt tears coming to my eyes. I got closer to Aunt Hillary and kissed
the back of her palm, taking her hand in mine.
She rested her head on my shoulder and kissed my hand.
.After a while she straighten herself and gave me a
rather mischievous smile leaning back on the sofa.
“You told me that it was my feet that you got to
touch and feel for the first time in your life. You also said you were in a
habit of sniffing your mother’s and sister’s shoes. Madhu also has beautiful
feet; darker in completion but very beautiful. I’m asking out of curiosity;
haven’t you ever tried or got a chance of touching your mother’s feet?” she
asked. Now that the ice between us was broken I found it much easy to talk
about things like that.
“I’ve always tried” I said shyly. Then I asked her; “Have
been to our Estate Aunty?”
“I have been there a very long-long time ago. In the
mid-sixties just after your mother got married and moved-in there” she replied.
“Then you might not remember. By the way you should
come there sometime. You could have come spent this Christmas with us if you
hadn’t planned to go to Australia. My sister is also expected to visit us this
week for Christmas” I paused a bit and continued.
“The office of our Estate is a little more than a
kilometer away from our home. That is along the estate road that runs around a
forested small hillock. Actually the office is right on the opposite side of
the hillock. The distance to the office
lessens to less than half a kilometer when getting to it through the forest
patch along a forest trail. Dad usually leaves for office early in the morning to
over-see the dispatching of laborers for their various daily tasks. So he
either comes home for lunch or sends his driver home late in the morning to
pick up his lunch.
On some days, especially during school vacations mother
tells dad that we’ll be bringing his lunch to office. There is a beautiful stream
a little away from the office. We walk it to the office planning to have a bath
in the stream and have our lunch there. The three of us; me mother and my
sister pack our lunch into picnic basket and walk it through the forest patch
before the sun gets too hot.
Unfortunately, the forest patch is full of leaches
and mom and my sister Rachel are both very scared of them. As soon as a leach gets
on their feet they would scream in disgust. They just stand with their foot in
the air and scream; ‘Oh! Tom, There is one on my foot. Please remove it’. I
love it when they beg me like that. I take my time and kneel in front of them with
a knee bent forward and ask them to place their foot on my folded knee. There
is an art in removing a leach when it is sucking blood of your skin. If you
just forcefully pull it away the leach, it leaves its mouth-organ in your skin.
Then the bite becomes a wound and the bleeding doesn’t stop for a long time.
Even when the wound gets healed it keeps itching due to the leach’s mouth organ
in your skin.
I take my own time pretending to be a professional in
removing leaches when I get such a chance. I hold on to their feet which are
resting on my knee with both my hands as long as possible at such times. They
never object to it as they are so desperate in getting the leach off their
feet. I wait for the leach to release its grip and then knock it off the foot. Those
were very brief encounters. But yes! I have touched my mother’s and sister’s
feet a few times on such occasions. But it was not as enjoyable as getting to
rub your feet Aunty” I said giving a sidelong glance at her. She laughed aloud.
“In your
opinion aunty what do you think about guys like me? I mean, most ordinary guys
tend to be interested in women’s breasts or pus_” I found the word ‘vagina’ to
be too formal and ‘pussy’ to be too informal to be said.
“It’s okay. You can use those words such as ‘boobs’
and ‘pussies’ with me hereafter” Aunt Hillary said with a chuckle.
“Okay. Thanks. What I meant to say is that normally
guys; most of my friends get sexually turned on by seen the boobs and pussies
of women. But for me it’s very different. Nothing drives me crazy than a
woman’s beautiful feet. For example as I told you earlier; take you for
instant. You are such a beautiful lady. But I go mad seen only your feet. Isn’t
that a problem?” I asked not quite able to make myself clear.
“Well Darling, It might be because you haven’t seen
the rest of me yet!” she laughed. “But I’m glad that you get turned on seen at
least the feet of old lady such as me” she said playfully winking at me.
“Oh! Aunty I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to say that
you were not attractive or something. My God! You are such a beautiful woman
and keeping in good shape and all. For
some reason I find women like you more attractive than teenage girls. Honesty
Aunty” I said apologetically. Aunt Hillary just waved her hand in the air as if
to say ‘No Problem’.
“Don’t be silly darling. I know you didn’t mean
anything like that. I was just Joking” Aunt Hillary said making herself more
comfortable on the sofa. Now she was sitting sideways, with her Left leg folded
on the Sofa.
“Let me give you a brief introduction to sexual
attraction to start with” Aunt Hillary started her first sex education lesson
for me;
“The sexual stimulation of a human body is said to
vary in a cycle. It’s said to happen simultaneous according to the Luna
calendar. For example, the head and its related organs are said to be most
sensitive on full-moon days. And as the size of the moon reduces this
sensitiveness is said to move down along the Left side of the body and reach
the feet on new-moon day. As the moon appears to become larger, the sensitive
spots of a body is said to climb back along the Right side of the body and
reach back the head on the next full-moon. The sensitive spot cycle moves
clock-wise in the body. Therefore, it is not just pussies, boobs and dicks, but
any place of the body can be a sensitive node depending on the lunar calendar.
Of cause each person develops special likings for their own favorite spots in
which they would like to be stimulated. And on the other hand they would also
have favorite spot they like more in their partner’s bodies.
If a love making session between two is to be taken
into its highest level, then the favorite spots the partners should be
compatible with each-other and the lunar calendar sensitivity should be
supporting those points as well. But most of the time what is more important is
to develop a good understanding between two and build-up a good rapport between
each other’s sexual preferences. That is what makes a sexual encounter a
memorable one. The sensitivity cycle depending on the Luna calendar would only
enhance the love making between partners.
So you must understand
that the feet too are considered by many to be highly sensitive sexual nodes”
Aunt Hillary paused for a moment before continuing. She took her right foot in
her hands and caressed it lightly while speaking.
“I recently read about ‘Neuronal cross-links’ in a
psychology journal. According to it, they had found that the part of the brain
that processes the sensory inputs from one’s feet is just immediately next to
the part of the brain that processes sexual stimulations. They also say that one part of the brain’s
processing areas could easily get overlapped with its adjacent areas, causing sensory-cross-links.
Therefore, sensory inputs sent by the feet could automatically simulate sexual
feelings, or it could happen vice versa. That also means that there could be a
higher probability of a person’s feet getting more sensitive when he or she is sexually
aroused. So the relationships between feet and sex aren’t as rare as one would
think. It would only be a problem if you don’t learn to deal with such
situations properly” she said.
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