Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Scene 60

I was sitting on the sofa in Jayashree Aunty’s living room, watching the scene unfold after my mother, and Mansi Aunty emerged from the bedroom.

My mom was in love, deep profound love with Mansi Aunty. The radiance on her face was undeniable, a complete transformation from the loneliness she carried before the walk. Mansi Aunty was a force of nature; she had incredible capacity. Her powerful presence and the depth of comfort she provided had profoundly affected my mother. My secret was still safe with Jayashree Aunty and Mansi Aunty.

For the next few days, I hardly saw my mom at home. She was always busy with Mansi Aunty at Jayashree Aunty's home. My mom told me she had some project work with them, and I believed it. The "project" was the perfect, plausible cover for the continuous, deep intimacy they were sharing.

One week had passed; it was nighttime, and my mom came home a little drunk. The intense sessions and the shared confidence had clearly lowered her inhibitions. Jayashree Aunty was holding my mom and guided her to bed. Jayashree Aunty walked Mom into the master bedroom, supporting her slightly unsteady form.

Jayashree Aunty asked me if I had had dinner; I nodded. Then she told me that my mom was tired because of the project work they had been doing together.

Mom was partially awake, and then Jayashree Aunty and my mom started talking about the project. I knew nothing about this "shared comfort" project, what it was and why my mom was suddenly part of it. Then I walked outside and closed the door, only to hear them talk about the project. I pressed my ear to the wood, wanting to finally understand the core philosophy behind the life-changing secrets.

Mom (muffled): "Jayashree... I never thought... Mansi is so much more than a friend. I feel completely... empty and full... at the same time."

"That's the truth of the Project, Rina. It heals the old emptiness. It all started with our God Mother who leads this project," Jayashree Aunty said.

"The God Mother...?" my mother asked.

"Yes. She is in her early 30s, highly educated, and saw the emotional decay in society. She believed that uninhibited, honest love is the only fix to loneliness. She funds and guides all of us. She wants the project to grow," Jayashree Aunty replied.

"But... the intimacy. How did you start? How did you join?" my mother inquired.

"I was lonely, Rina… After my husband left, and took my four month old son, I felt like my whole world had been taken away. My passion was dying. God Mother saw it. She told me to embrace the vulnerability. She showed me how they shared intimacy, how the comfort flowed between women to heal the emotional debt. I started with simple touch, then the feeding... it felt like the only real thing in my life," Jayashree Aunty explained.

"And Mansi... the way she gave me comfort... I've never been closer to anyone," my mother said.

"That's how people become part of this project. They feel the truth of the cure, and they commit to spreading the honesty. God Mother wants to meet the candidates and their families," Jayashree Aunty continued.

"Now, listen carefully, Rina. God Mother wanted to meet me at Delhi at her 2nd home at her farmhouse. She needs a full report on our Dehradun success," Jayashree Aunty added, further telling my mom that we needed to leave tomorrow and she had arranged a car for all of us to travel together to Delhi.

"We need to leave first thing in the morning. I've arranged a car for all three of us, you, me, Mansi and Sunny. This is your final, and most important, test, Rina, meeting the God Mother," Jayashree Aunty said.

"Delhi? Tomorrow? But... what about Dadi?" my mother asked softly.

"I've handled Dadi. Just pack the essentials. Sunny is the key. The God Mother has heard about him. She wants to see him," Jayashree Aunty replied.