“Aunty, tell me which books you want. I’ll give them to you.”
She smiled broadly and guessed what was happening in the young man’s brain. She stood and told him what books to pick and to hand her. Soon she bought more than fifty novels of mystery, horror, and crime genre. He picked two, and she bought them as well.
“Sit, Azmat! I’ll drop you!”
She drove her car towards Malir. “I’ll drop you at Malir bus stop, fine kid?”
“Yes, aunty!”
She was driving to Malir, she but could feel that he was now interested in looking closely at her lower body. “Kid, want to say something?” She stroked his face a bit considering him an innocent kid.
“No, aunty!”
“Then why you’re looking at my lower things, huh? You like my big butt and thighs?”
She stroked his thigh, still driving ahead. He remained s
