Just sharing my experience...

[nihonjin]

Dear all, have been reading the many wonderful stories here and would like to share mine as well. This has been work in progress but was actually hesitant to publish my work. For one, I am not a good writer (jus refer to my boring FRs) and also wonder if brudders here will be interested in reading about my mundane experience.

But anyway, here goes nothing. No points required for me to share, but if you find that I am wasting bandwith juz let me know & I will request moderator to delete this thread.

Intro: This is a true story. It relates to events which led to my sexual awakening during my puberty and early adolescent years. There is actually no sex at all in this story but juz sharing my own intimate recollections. It will involve 3 aunties and 1 tuition teacher. Hope you will like it.

Auntie No. 1
I will name her Aunt L. The length of our “interactions” is the shortest, but she is the first object of sexual desire.

My earliest recollection of anything sexual in nature has to be stumbling upon my uncle watching a porno film. In those days, we call it “blue tape”. I was in Primary 6 and body changes started to take place.

Every Sunday, we would visit my maternal grandmother. My uncle then was in his NS. One Sunday morning, while my other cousin playmates yet to arrive, I went into his room to greet him. He was shocked when I entered the room and quickly went to hit the pause button on the VCR recorder set. “What you doing?” I asked. “Watch show lah, go out” he waved me away. I didn’t and went to sit beside him, “I want to watch also”

“Ok, but dun tell anyone ar!” And that when I had my first image of a naked female body. Invariably, it was an ang mo gal wif huge tits. I could feel the reaction down south but at that time didn’t know how to release that tension and couldn’t quite comprehend that urge. Following that, I watched a few more porno flicks wif my uncle.

In school, my classmates and I started to talk abt girls and sex. Some boasted that they PCC and stuff. We started to peep downblouse into our teachers and gossiped who had the hottest pair of legs among the female teachers. It was frustrating, the urge to release the tension and wanting to explore more of the female body.

The chance finally came. We have regular family gatherings which will involve mahjong sessions and pot-luck dinners. Aunt L came in the afternoon wif her family. She was my dad’s elder sister, at that time in her 30s. There was no room for her in the mahjong round so she went to take a nap. I was playing wif my cousins and was all sweaty when my mum asked me to go take a bath. I went into my room to take my clothes and saw Aunt L sleeping on my bed. Instinctively, I went to the end of the bed, made sure no one was nearby and squatted down. I positioned my eye level to her horizontal body and looked up her nice slender long legs. I could see her pink color panties. At that time that gave me a real kick and little bro had a reaction. Again instinctively, I went to the side of the bed and squatted down so that my eyes were level with her chest, heaving up and down from her breathing. She is prob a A+ / B-cupper. Then slowly and steadily, I stuck out my index finger and moved it towards her. The target was the tip of her mounds. I was trying to “climb my first mountain”. My finger landed on the peak and stayed merely for a few seconds not daring to move. I quickly withdrew and held my breath. Aunt L was still sleeping like a dead log and snoring!

I started to get braver, still wif only 1 finger, I started my ascend from the base of the mountain and slowly made my way up. So I thought why not 2 fingers and continued my exploration. Eventually I had my whole palm feeling her boobs but I did so gently did not dare to squeeze. I went for super quick bath when I heard my mum’s shouting from afar and returned to my room to climb the second mountain. Thinking back, I was prob jus feeling the fabric of her bra cup material thru her top but that to me then was real shiokness! As time went by, whenever we had such family gatherings I would pray hard that she will not get a sit in the mahjong round and she will take an afternoon nap. It did happen for a few more times. :D

But that was not enough, I so badly wanted to explore further.

[KingEros]

My earliest recollection of anything sexual in nature has to be stumbling upon my uncle watching a porno film. In those days, we call it “blue tape”.
You mean there's another name for it now?? :confused:
Anyway, back in school ... our codewords were as follows:
Smurf (blue) = porn
Michael Jackson = mahjong

[STK01]

You mean there's another name for it now?? :confused:
Anyway, back in school ... our codewords were as follows:
Smurf (blue) = porn
Michael Jackson = mahjong

I guess cos now seldom got tape... so bluetape becomes an obsolete term... hehe

[nihonjin]

You mean there's another name for it now?? :confused:


Now where got tape... i scared the newer generation dunno mah... :p

[Moojoo]

bro, pls continue your story...very interesting!!!!!!!!!!

[khai_stereo]

damn dis is a good strories wenever it comes to family incest... i want more bro.... plssss

[nihonjin]

Chapter 2
Auntie no. 2 was my dad’s younger sis, the youngest in the family and the prettiest. She would also be my most favourite fantasy. Lets call her Aunt C.

She has jus returned from Canada after completing her degree. Our family was fairly well to do then & she had been bumming around for a while. There were 5 rooms in our bungalow house and hers is the only one with an aircon.

One day she came back screaming at the bloody hot weather. She must have missed winter in Canada. She went straight into her room, locked the door and blasted the aircon.

Her room was connected to my grandparents’ room via a toilet. That means if u wanna take a bath or pee, u gotta lock doors on both sides leading into the bedrooms so people wun barge in unknowingly. That day, unknowingly to Aunt C, I was playing wif my younger bro in my grandparent’s room. Aunt C had a body length mirror mounted on the wall. As she stood in front of the mirror, I could see her right through the open doors from across the adjoining toilet.

First, the shorts then the top. She was undressing and stood in front of her mirror in her undies. That was a sight as I feasted my eyes on her well-toned and sexy body. She was in her prime in her early 20s. I quietly asked my younger brother to get out of the room and sneaked up closer to view her. She was messing around with her hair and prob admiring herself in the mirror. I was having a raging hard on in my pants. After the “show” I went to the toilet & PCC. That was my 1st time.

A couple of months passed and Aunt C had still not found a job, and that meant I was still enjoying “free shows”. Most times I would catch her on weekends as weekdays I would be away in school early in the morning. She became my sexual fantasy goddess and my obvious PCC target. We were very close and I would sneak into her room whenever chance arises to ransack her undies drawer.

PSLE was fast approaching and my grades weren’t great. My dad asked Aunt C to coach me, especially my English. When she agreed I was damn happy, for it meant I could spend more time wif her. After one lesson on a hot saturday afternoon, she yawned loudly “Ok, that’s all for today. I am very tired and want to take a nap.” I quickly suggested “Can I sleep here also? My room very hot.”

“Yup, ok. Go lock the door.” I dashed for the door, locked it and hopped right onto her bed. I snuggled beside her, lying as close as possible but not daring to touch her. I was hoping for the chance to climb her “mountain”. Up till then, we had no physical contact only the occasional hugs or when she is in the mood will sit me on her lap while watching TV in the living room. She was soon off in slumberland while I was wide awake waiting for my chance. I sat up on the bed slowly not wanting to awaken her and admired her body. She has a nice lean body as she played squash and kept herself fit & trim. Being much bolder now after some prior experience with Aunt L, I started my attack. I placed my palm on her breast and slowly squeezed it. It felt nice and soft thru her T-shirt. I then placed my other palm on her other breast and started a small kneading action. I think our family members are all heavy sleepers for she continued her slumber. After that successful experience, I would always try to find excuse to sleep over in her room. I would sneak into her room after my parents turned in for the night and told Aunt C that my room was to hot & stuffy. She would always welcome me into her bed.

It was another of our “sleeping sessions” and I awoke to see Aunt C with her back facing me. I had prob also dozed off myself. When I opened my eyes, I saw that her T-shirt was flipped up and exposed her lower back. I slowly lifted it up further to expose more of her smooth back and her bra strap. I ran my fingers along her back and tugged a little at her bra strap. I wanted to unfasten the back hook but dun dare. I continued doing so then suddenly she awoke and turned around before I could lie down and pretend that I was sleeping. “Were you touching me?” she asked. “Erm, I… er…” I was lost for words.

“What were you doing?” she asked. “Sorry Aunt C, your T-shirt was flipped up and I saw that. I liked the color”. It was the color of her bra, cannot recall, some dark color, perhaps black or dark blue. Not the usual skin coloured ones that was more common then. “You were touching my bra strap.” She wasn’t posing a question, she was educating me on the name of that garment. She sat up and pulled me closer to her. She spread her legs and pulled me to sit closer to her and wrapped her legs around me. She did not sound angry and continued “Why?”

“I like auntie” I did not dare to look her in the eyes. “And I never touch before so…”.
“Nice?” she asked. I nodded my head. “Like that also nice ar?! But cannot blame you lah, you still small boy boy. Must be you and your friends start talking dirty in school.” I became more relaxed and we started talking about how me and my friends peep at teachers zao geng and stuff. Then, I blurted out that I saw her changing. “Really! When?” again she was more amused then angry. So I told her everything, how I hid in the adjacent room while she changed in front of her mirror. “Auntie looked very nice” I said. “Hmm… ok lah. I still need to lose a bit more weight.” She was rather happy at my comment. “You naught boy ar, see me in my bra & panty.” She was teasing me.

“Auntie, just now the cloth feel very smooth and nice to touch.” She disagreed, “Nice meh? Here then nicer.” With that she lifted her T-shirt over her head and took it off. My heart must have missed a beat. This was an open invitation to attack her mounds. “Touch here.” She took my hands & cupped it on her breasts. She was a B-cupper and my small hands couldn’t cup her breasts fully. She allowed me to continue fondling for a few more minutes. Then, she slipped her hand up my thighs and into my shorts, “I know one, sure hard one.” She had just said hi to my little bro. “You boys at this age start to have naughty thoughts, cannot blame lah. You ever masturbated?” Sure I had, but I was embarrassed to admit so. “Never? Your school friends never teach you?” She turned me around, lifted me up to sit on her lap. “I still want to touch.” I protested. Luckily for me, she did not care about my protests. Next moment, my shorts were at my ankles, little underwear pulled down and my little bro was greeting Aunt C. Gently, she took it in her hands and stroked it slowly. “Just sit still.” She whispered into my ears. That familiar shiokness was flowing through my whole body.

I had been PCC-ing quite frequently actually but it was a different level of shiokness receiving your first hj.:D

[dbrudder]

Wah your Auntie very liberal leh. Now I start to wonder how come I don't get to encounter such adventures when I was young?

[wildcat77]

Setting up camp here.

[pixman]

When is the next story cumming, cant wait !!!!!!

[Full House]

Seen like a nice story,keep it up!!!:)

[Elementary]

Setting up camp fire here.

[nihonjin]

Thanks guys. Give me some time before I post next instalment. I dun wanna write short short para dat leads to nowhere. I oso wan to write at one go so that I relate the events as accurate as before. When you pause & tink too much, tendency u will add many flavors to the story

[michael_368]

Thanks for sharing your story. Pls continue...getting hot here.:D

[EvilInside]

Keep the story coming...Dun pause and go disappear, okay?;)

[C L O S E]

Errrr, threadstarter disappear liao ...

[nihonjin]

Bloody hell, I am actually posting from office leh... here goes... :D

Chapter 3
Our relationship became more intimate. She prob never thought that much harm would come out of allowing me to touch her, for I never did anything more than fondle her boobs. Now I can freely feel her whenever I lie beside her in bed. My routine was always the same, I would start by feeling her boobs from outside as warm-up, then go inside her top and touch her. I was determined to step up a gear.

Eventually she found a job & PSLE passed by, which means no more tuition. I recalled that she had to work on Saturdays. Hence, we started spending less time together.

I was now in sec 1. The topic of sex was naturally more openly discussed as I was in an all-boys school. But till then, I had never seen my Aunt C’s bare boobs. I wasn’t satisfied by juz fondling her and getting the occasional hj from her. I was quite passive and dared not ask for more for fear of turning her off. But I took whatever she gave gratefully. Whenever she was in the mood, she wld jerk me off. But I did not dare ask her to take off her bra. I so badly wanted to acquaint myself to her nipples.

That dream was to come true. Up till then, our “sleeping sessions” were starting to decrease over the past year especially whenever she worked late and came back tired. I wouldn’t dare to disturb her then. No choice, juz fantasize and PCC lor.

I was now in sec 2 already. It should have been a Sunday, for Aunt C need not work and for some reasons we did not visit my maternal grandmother. “Auntie, never go out ar?” I asked, for she had just got to know a boyfriend. Actually I was of cos trying to see if got chance to have “happy hour” wif her as I stepped into her room. “Nope, he meeting friends later not free for me so stay at home lor. Come over here, how is school life. Update me.”

“Auntie now got bf dun care about me already?” It had been a while since our last session and I was trying to hint to her. “Aiyoh, dun act like a girl. You are growing up, be a big boy.” I was thinking to myself: Yeah, “ah boy” is growing big at this very moment! I was staring down her loose blouse, enjoying the cleavage. My glance was surely not tactical enuff for she noticed it very soon. Actually, till today I still have not mastered this art! She was wearing something different that day, not her usual t-shirt and shorts but those one-piece pyjama that buttons up in front. The top 2 ones were nicely unbuttoned for my viewing pleasure.

“See until your eyes pop out liao!” still she did not button up her blouse. So I continued staring “Auntie, I want to take a nap.” Before she could answer I went to lock the door and went back to lie down on her bed. I was desperate for something to happen.

We laid together and chatted about my sec school life, blah blah. As we were talking, I turned around to hug her then slowly my hands would make their way to the usual destination. We were comfortable with each other having been in this position before.

My hand reached her bra-clad boobs in double-quick time via the opened buttons and started to enjoy the familiar feeling. But my mission was to go beyond that. For the first time, I dared reach beyond her bra. I slowly inched my fingers into her bra cup and touched her nipples for the first time. I did not dare look at her for fear of rejection but sensing none I proceeded to squeeze her boob. I cannot remember whether she let out a moan or not but I guess she kinda enjoyed it. Her bf at that time must have also been giving her adequate massages on her love pillows.

Eventually both my hands were busy with her boobs, feeling the full tenderness and smoothness of it. No words can describe how I felt then. Then I became more daring, in a swift motion my hands swept her bra straps off her shoulders and pulled down her bra cups. I greeted her pair of boobs for the first time. I wasted no time in continuing to fondle her without the restrictions of her bra.

“No, cannot!” Aunt C said in a stern voice. I looked up and stopped what I was doing. My natural instinct was to go down to kiss and suck her nipples. Of cos, I had theoretical knowledge from watching porno so I wanted to put that into practical use. “Sorry” I said. I guess there are some boundaries which weren’t meant for me to cross. She gave me a hug to assure me that she was not scolding me. “I am tired, let’s take a nap ok?” I lied in her arms but was obviously in discomfort due to my hard-on. “Oh, cannot sleep like that right.” She noticed my ‘problem’ and gave me a hj. We dozed off shortly afterwards.

[Mulch]

your writing not bad what!!!

will be your avid reader...:D

[enek]

This is one hell of a write up! I do hope it really happened though. Damn erotic. heheh :D

[nihonjin]

Sorry for the delay... no chance to sit in front of PC to spend long time typing... anyway, here goes again...

Chapter 4
Ours is not the normal relationship you would expect between an aunt and nephew. Of cos, we weren’t that deeply involved. It was purely physical and limited to touching of her boobs.

That encounter with Aunt C baring her boobs was alas my only time. Subsequent tries were met with rejection and I was left content with touching her from outside. Of cos it would leave me frustrated and unknowingly it became a distraction to my studies. I was really infatuated with her at that time during the period when we were maintaining this close relationship. Whenever I couldn’t have her, I would fantasize and jerk off. But strangely I never really thought of f*cking her.

Aunt C got married when I entered sec 3 and that ended our relationship officially. She still visits every weekend but of cos I cannot get her into the room. She did not shun away from me at all though, just dat we hav no chance to spend time alone away from the others. She likes to hug me or put her arms around me. She would sit beside me on the sofa and put her arms around me. At that position my body would be resting on hers. I will then fold my arms and then tactically my fingers will stretch out & feel her boobs. I will cover the area with a small pillow and enjoy myself. But Aunt C did not reciprocate my touches, well at least she did not object to mine.

My craze for her slowly matured from sex goddess to sweet memories over the years. I was to find out years later and from Aunt C herself that hers was a shot-gun marriage. That was why she married quite young. However, she lost the child to a miscarriage. But I am glad that she has now 2 lovely daughters of whom I have no fantasies of, haha. She is still quite attractive to me at her age today but I look at her in a different way now. What happened will forever be our secret.

When Aunt C got married and moved out, the good thing that happened to me was that I moved into her room. Now I had a room to my own. And I slept on her bed or should I say “our bed”, hehe. But her familiar body scent that I could smell from the bedsheets was gone. With a void now in my “sex life”, I could only think back of our past encounters, yearning for the soft touch of her boobs and PCC. This void was to be filled somewhat by auntie no. 3 and my tuition teacher. Nowhere as exciting as Aunt C but nevertheless better than nothing.

It was a torture initially whenever I see Aunt C during her weekend visits. So near yet so far. Then along came Aunt A. She was my dad’s younger brother’s wife i.e. sis-in-law lah. She was the most well-endowed female in our family clan, easily D cup. She worked as a beautician.

As I entered sec 3, my pimpled face was getting really bad from all the outdoor sports I had been playing, especially football. At first she would bring me some facial wash and cream. I wasn’t really doing my part to take care of my face, so seeing no improvements she volunteered to help me do facial during the weekend visits.

I wasn’t exactly thrilled by the idea initially. Sure I knew she had huge knockers but at that time I only had Aunt C in my thoughts. Plus I wasn’t that close to Aunt A.

She would sit me in a chair and then stand right in front of me to apply whatever cream and masks on my face. She would also squeeze my black heads using some tweezers or pincers, not quite sure what you call those. It hurt of cos but the pain was worth it.

Here’s why. As I am seated on a chair while receiving the facial treatment, my eyes were also receiving “ice-cream” treatment. Aunt A had to bend forward as she worked on my face as she was quite a tall lady. Unlike the uniform that she wore for work, those you see at perfume section at department stores and I must say she looked nice in it, she would usually wear a loose, baggy t-shirt on her weekend visits. Quite unglamorous but years later I found out it was becos the sight was too much to behold for my grandparents if she wore too tight fitting and was so ordered by my uncle to make her assets less obvious. Well, it was very obvious to me and you can surely imagine the sight I was treated to when she bent forward.

Gravity is a wonderful thing when it works to your advantage, as she bent down her D cuppers formed a super deep cleavage. That was the deepest “drain” I had ever seen. During those times, Aunt C would vanish temporarily from my thoughts. Of cos, to fill the viod left by Aunt C, I had to think of a way to get hopefully real close to Aunt A.

“Auntie, aren’t you tired standing like that?” I asked as my mind was devising a plan.

“Of cos lah, all becos of you.” All the while keeping her bent-forward posture for me to admire.

“Then why don’t you do the facial like normal way. On TV I see people lie down for the beautician to do.” She said ok and we shifted into the bedroom. We went into my room and onto the bed where I used to seek pleasure with Aunt C. I remembered to lock the door.

She sat at the top of the bed with her legs crossed and placed my pillow on her lap. I lied down placing my head on the pillow. As I looked up, the view of her D cuppers was also quite a sight. Despite wearing loose clothing, still cannot hide the good stuff.

She started her facial treatment. In that position, she would still have to bend down slightly. With my face now positioned nicely to feel the effects of gravity’s pull on her boobs, I braved myself. Aunt A either was not aware or not at all bothered by the fact that her boobs were knocking on my forehead. Neither could I. On some occasions when she had to bend forward more in search pimples located at the lower areas of my face, my face became the “victim” of the gigantic crush. Thinking back that was quite funny as it could literally suffocate me. The irony was that I would volunteer anytime to be in that position.

Aunt A remained my personal beautician up till my sec 4 days when my facial woes became better. Although, nothing more erotic happended between us, it was a perfect way to get over my heartbreak of "losing" Aunt C. Sorry guys, to disappoint you all if you expected more. Haiz, I actually also expected more but it never materialized.

[sniperboy]

Nice story.....

[Fourarms]

Waiting for chapter 5 . :)

[nihonjin]

Chapter 5: Last one liao…
On to my tuition teacher whom my mum engaged to prepare me for the O levels. Again, my grades were not fantastic but somehow I manage to score during the major exams. Perhaps, I am those what you call exam-smart. My relationship with her has a bit more emotional element to it.

Miss E was a neighbour. My mum knew her mum and found her to be a well-behaved and hardworking young girl. She was in university then. So my mum asked her to tutor me. Of cos, not something I was looking forward to. I have met her before and did not particularly find her attractive. She had those twirly shoulder length hair which looked like maggi mee and wore glasses. Really fitted the bill of a GND.

Anyway, first month passed without me taking further interest in her. Never even bother to check her out. Then she started to change her appearance slightly. She changed into a pair of trendier looking glasses and started to wear slight perfume and make-up. She even started wearing mini-skirts, usually those denim kinds. Even my mum noticed and praised her that she looked pretty.

Her son took notice too. “Eh, E. Meeting boyfriend later ar?” I called her by her name. “I dun have a boyfriend. Where is your homework?” she tried to divert attention away from herself. We were about half-way through our usual 1.5 hours session. I never really talked to her about anything else but that day we chatted for the remainder of the session. “You look very pretty today.” I said.

We became friendlier with each other from then on. Her denim mini-skirt became her trademark clothing and it was fine with me. Her legs were slim and long. Although she played netball, it was not too muscular nor was she too dark. I started to focus my attention on her legs. A bit of a change from my usual servings of boobs. Anyway, she didn’t have much of a chest too.

Whenever possible I would try to steal a feel of her thighs. I would also steal glances at her panties. I would be twirling my pen with my fingers and when the pen “accidentally” dropped under the table, I would have to retrieve it. While I was under the table, I can watch “colour TV” as she does not cross her legs! Nothing naughty happened between us during our lessons. But we became slightly closer after my exams.

She was about 3 years older than me. I treated her to movie and dinner after my last exam paper to thank her. Nothing happened inside the cinema but it paved the way for more such “dates” during the remainder of the school holidays. We would also go jogging around our estate or cycling at East Coast Park.

On one such date, we went shopping. Or rather she wanted to and I followed suit. I didn’t know that undergarments was on her shopping list and felt damn awkward hanging around that department while waiting for her.


“Eh, you come and look for me at the sports section when you are done.” I quickly took off before she could reply.

I was getting real pissed off waiting for her, it was quite a while already and she had not appeared. At last she did and sensing my impatience apologized profusely. “Sorry lah, there was a queue at the fitting room. Dun be angry ok, I treat you to lunch.” With that, she took my hand in hers, “Let’s go!” This was the first time I had held a girl’s hand. Although she was older than I was, we could easily pass off as a couple.

“What did you buy?” I asked her after lunch while we were walking aimlessly in the shopping mall. I pointed to the plastic bag containing the undergarments which she had bought earlier. “Why, you want to see is it?! Idiotic, cheeko peh!” She swung her shopping bags at me and hit me on the arms. Her pretence at being angry wasn’t very good. “Show lah, TV ad got show new designs. You bought?”

“You sure your mum not at home?” I asked. We didn’t have plans so decided to go home. She asked me to come over to her place. I slumped myself on her bed taking a rest. She brought in a can of soft drink and sat beside me on her bed. I took her shopping bags without asking her and poured out the contents. Pieces of undergarments mostly in black colour fell onto the bed. She protested loudly and hit me again. She was also feeling quite embarrassed. She was only A-cup and was quite conscious that she wasn’t very well endowed there.

Sensing her discomfort, I quickly kept her things and apologized to her. Then, I did the bravest thing I had ever done in my life till then. I kissed her cheeks. “I have been wanting to kiss you. Sorry.”

Within seconds, our lips met and we were kissing passionately. I began to stroke her nice long & slim legs, feeling up to her inner thighs. Our hands were all over each other. I put my hand under her t-shirt and fondled her breasts. We removed our tops and continued our kissing and touching.

We took a rest to grasp some much needed oxygen and lay in her bed still half-naked. I asked her if she was a virgin, at that time I was still one. “Nope.” She replied. I found out that she had did it a few times with a guy she got to know in Uni and she quite liked him. The guy stayed in a hostel and brought her back to his room. I felt kind of jealous and heartbroken at that time. I was getting to like her although I knew she did not like the idea of a younger boyfriend.

I took her hands and led to my hardened little brother and began to kiss her again. She was giving me a nice rubba from outside, then unzipped and pulled down my jeans. She went down and gave me a bj. That was the first bj I had ever received. It was probably too stimulating for me and I came in no time. As I was also caught unawares, I didn’t warn her and she ended up taking some of my cum in her mouth.

I was starting to grow emotionally attached to her. But soon, school holidays started and I started my JC life. She continued her Uni school life. We still kept in contact through the occasional phone chats but did not go out on “dates”. Sometime I would pop over to her place when my mum visited her mum but she was seldom at home. Gradually we drifted apart even further when she was got a bf, dunno if it was the one who upped ber before. Anyway, total contact with her was lost when my family moved out of the estate. And I had also gotten to know my first gf in JC.

So, there you have it, end of my sharing. Aunt L was the appetiser, Aunt C surely the main course and Aunt A & E was the perfect desert. Just wanted a place to jot down some memories and wat better place than this forum. Thanks to all who have stopped by to read. I know it is not a great piece of writing. Until I get a chance to meet a FB, ONS, fling with colleague etc, rest of bros here will have to contend with reading my boring FRs.

[Faceless]

No problem bro, can see the hard work u put in... definitely got bros who will appreciate ...