The Promotion - Chapter 10 *special Edition*

 The Promotion 

Chapter - 10  * Special Edition*

 

I was conversing in a low voice with Madhavan Uncle seeing that the minister has shut retired to the other corner of the sofa and seem focused on the TV now with his hands crossed over his big belly, his dhoti kind of out of place, exposing his right leg up to his mid thigh, but he couldn’t care less and was hyper drunk. His face sported a serene smile as he sat there in sort of meditative state focused on some B grade song from some crap movie playing where the legendary navel-exploits from the south film industry was best on display with the lady there doing acrobatic style dances with her bare midriff was on display in fully glory.

Carrying on from his earlier question Uncle patted my thigh again and asked, ‘This is unbelievable vandana! you have just been figuring out? (his face showing disbelief and lowering his voice even further and seeing my eyes glazed as I had already gotten quite dizzy from the 2 rounds we finished together) the way you were DANCING when Paneer slipped his hand around your waist and was doing his THING - was unbelievable dear’ ( chuckling, seeing me blush, he gave my thigh a GOOD Squeeze and even in that drunken state when I pushed his hand off complaining SIRRR.. (in a mock threatening tone) he laughed aloud and patted my back quickly and slipped back). ‘Just tell me this quickly and honestly, You DID like it right?’ As I nodded smiling he slipped his hand down and gently poke my hip, and laughed again as I jerked instantly and brought my hand to push his off while he laughed aloud. You are a VERY special person, hope your hero realizes it and not spend all his time at his grocery store (he meant it seriously picking up his glass and taking a big sip , sincerely meaning what he said). I blushed again and nodded but said nothing, as a tinge of sadness filled my heart as I thought that these old cronies here knew how to exactly press what buttons on me to light me up and yet Ravi has till now not even bothered to see me properly climax and typically roll over immediately once he has dumped his load in me. Typical self-centric man, as I thought about it.

As I was lost in thought Uncle tapped my shoulder and whispered, ‘Hey Vandana, can you go fetch two bowls from the kitchen and fill the peanuts and cashews you have so kindly bought for us?’ Snapping back to reality I nodded ‘Sure uncle one second’ and got up. Just as I stood up, I realized how tipsy I got as I felt the dizziness suddenly hit my head and I staggered a bit. Uncle held my hand asking if I am OK. ‘Oh I am fine uncle’ ( too proud to admit) I turned around and took a couple of steps but as I stepped past him, I tripped onto his knee. As I lost balance was about to fall, Uncle quickly reached forward and held me, his one hand held my right shoulder and his other on my lower back to support shouting, ‘Careful dear’ and even as I recovered apologizing, ‘oops sorry uncle. my bad’ and was getting back up, in one smooth movement, casually, as he released his hand that held my shoulder, not missing the opportunity he gave my boobs a good squeeze, over the saree pallu, feeling its softness, relishing the feel but making it looks casual and quick, removed his hand before I had a chance to react and as I stood up adjusting my pallu realizing what he just did, his other hand that was on my back still he lowered it on to my butt cheeks over my saree and gave a good SQUEEZE as he spoke, ‘You are drunk dear, clearly, so be extra careful’ this time the hand stayed there as he let his fingers explore a bit more, trying to run along the crevice, over the saree. Feeling his hand behind me, cringing, quickly brought my hand to brush his hand off, ‘OK uncle I will be careful’ I said and by now the rush of adrenalin has brought some much needed sense into me and I quickly walked away from him to the kitchen.

On the way I saw the variety of food coked up and ready to be had for dinner and as I walked to the kitchen I realized the extent of how much I drank ( but perversely my brain seemed to enjoy the dizziness too as I looked around the bowls ) Then quickly walked back to the table, and tripped a bit once again on the way back but this time because the saree pleats were flowing on the ground so much as I walked, caused me to trip. Clumsily, I pulled the waist line up a bit, but not very successful, but too drunk to care too much about it as I walked back to the sofa and emptied the peanuts and the cashews in the bowls. Uncle shouted, PANEER and pushed the peanut bowl in his direction’ The minister reached forward and grabbed a handful and his face was all smiled as he tasted it ‘ Oh these are tasty! Thanks Vandana’ as I sat smiling and muttering a ‘Thank you sir’ actually feeling glad that he liked it.

Uncle passed me my glass and asked me to have some more, refilling it. I protested, but he said that its amazing to try with sides I brought along, and for that one last glass deserves my attention. Laughing I took it from him and as I sipped I whispered to him seeing now that minister is more active and to not be heard by him, ‘Uncle, my father was right - you have very naughty hands’ (and this time I seem not annoyed or angry but telling that to him made me weirdly horny too) . ‘OH What do you mean dear?’ he asked so innocently. I chuckled and looked away ‘ OHH nothing. You know exactly what I mean!’ , ‘Oh come on now, You are the police here. You shouldn’t accuse people off without any evidence’ he said laughing and I joined along. ‘ I am sure at least these naughty things I am sure your Grocery shop Hero will have done to you when you least expected it No? ‘ I nodded grinning, realizing my cheeks are burning in shame as he asked me such intimate details but nodded, ‘Yea but it’s not the same you doing these things and him’ ( left it vague, intentionally as it could also mean uncle is doing it better or it could mean he shouldn’t be touching me at all in first place) and just as I expected, grabbing my thigh he asked as I took one more sip, munching the peanuts ( indeed he was right, peanut was a good combo) , ‘Oh what does that mean dear? Not the same? Are you suggested I am better?’ ( he asked proudly with his other hand playing with his moustache, Sitting up ). ‘ Hahaaa... in your dreams. I meant, DONT touch me ( chuckling)... Like you are doing now’ ( Pushing his hand away gently, but as I tried , this time he brought his hand forward and quickly grabbed the saree pleats in a bunch right above my crotch and in a mock threatening face ‘ Tell me I AM BETTER now dear, Or else?’ ( suppressing his giggle).

The back of his fist was pushing right down against my inner thighs and was properly brushing my mound over the panty. I held his wrist with one hand as I had the glass in the other hand still and ‘Uncle what are you doing? (blushing and giggling) Let it GO... (in a shameful voice) I was only kidding, you are better ok ? Ok? now let go please. ( i asked in a semi-pleading voice but grinning naughtily still ). ‘THAT’s a good girl there, ‘ immediately releasing his grip but before letting go he opened his palm and used his index and middle finger to give a good Poke at my crotch and as I sat with my thighs parted a bit his fingers found the mark perfect as they rubbed briefly , but perfectly onto my pussy lips as I sat up GASPING and looked back at him wide eyed feeling just what he did and all I could mutter was ‘ UNCLE....’ and he laughed and the hand as he pulled back rubbed my shoulder briefly and he finished the sentence , ‘ I know you wanted to say, UNCLE you are definitely better’ and I shook my head and slapped my forehead with my other hand. Taking another sip and putting the glass back now on the table and whispered back to him ‘PLEASEE Stop doing this. Stop touching me OK?’ He shrugged with a smile, but didn’t even bother replying. There at that moment in the sofa we had One happy old man and One horny young woman as I sat back a bit and tried to shift my attention to the TV.

The new glass he poured me now was really getting to my head as I had done half way through it and as I was trying to focus on the screen in front of me, there was a B-grade song that started playing just then. It involved the Heroine laying on the bed and the hero dutifully pushing a big grape into her navel, and kneeling down to eat it off her! The Minister sat up and whistled loudly seeing this sequence and in a sudden childish voice groaned, ‘I WANT TO DO THAT!’ and with a puppy face he turned to look at me! Just then realizing the enormity of that request, I sat up, feeling terrified turning to sit. looking back at him ,’ NO NOO NOO SIR!! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!!!! NOOOO’ (I almost screamed, as fear gripped all over me) Behind me Uncle had placed the glass down on the teapot and grabbed my shoulders from behind gently massaging it he said, ‘Paneer, we don’t have grapes but our police madam’s spicy peanuts will do very nicely... (coming closer blowing into my ear gently) what do you reckon dear, would yours fit 4 or 5 peanuts?’ ( he whispered in my ears laughing... his face brushed the back of my neck as I brought my hands to grab his hands on my shoulders whispering ‘Let go Uncle no...’ he brushed my hair with his face and planed a gentle kiss just at the back of my neck whispering, ‘you were just discovering how sensitive your navel is no Vandana? Now you will know for sure’ and as he said it, as my hands were sort of over my head trying to grab and brush off Madhavan uncle’s hands on my shoulders he quickly grabbed both my hands pinning them right behind my head with his one hand so that both my elbows pointed to the ceiling as he slipped his free hand quickly to my right armpit letting his fingers scratch there gently, while whispering , ‘Are we ticklish here too’ and I GUFFAWED OUT Screaming, ‘NO Nooonoo Uncle No’ with my upper torso fully stretched and the pallu out of place the while midriff is bare and minister’s eyes zoned in on my navel and wasting no time, he said eager chuckling, reaching forward and naughtily sticking a finger directly into my Navel and cooed ‘OHH Delicious, definitely this tummy is hungry of peanuts,’ he said laughing as he drilled his finger into my navel twisting and turning it in.

Screaming at the top of my voice, unable to hold off the two-pronged attach from minister and uncle at the same time, in desperation I leaned back on to Uncle and just as he expected me to do so, while carefully still pinning my hands over he pushed me back on to his lap whispering , ‘Shh SHHHH... why don’t we all enjoy this wonderful idea from our great minister Vandana. Its not like we are forcing you are anything! ’ ( my eyes went wide as he said that and I shouted more out of desperation ‘ B...BBUT Uncle.. YOU ARE!!! ‘ even as Minister’s finger was still wiggling inside my navel making it hard for me to focus and speak anything meaningful and as he gracefully scooped my legs with his free hand enjoying the way I trembled as he fingered my navel, and shouted ‘please sir No sir’ and placed both my legs on the sofa and moving his finger that was drilling my navel, grabbed my hip and pulled me more into the sofa. The sofa was so big that it easily accommodated the full length of me stretched and wasting no time he grabbed a handful of peanuts and just as the hero knelt forward and playfully claiming, ‘OKK time to feed this hungry tummy’, saying he dropped first just the one peanut from his hand right into my navel and looked back at my face and I Shook my head looking at him pleading ‘ No No sir please don’t’ and myself as he planed his hand on to my legs at around my mid thigh over the saree and reaching forward, ignoring my pleas stuck out his LONG TONGUE and teased me by bringing it closer to my navel and JUST Stopping at the last second pulling back and enjoyed my preemptive GASP as I closed my eyes in anticipation.

As he laughed and uncle laughed I opened my eyes and thoroughly cringed in shame as the minister taunted me again by bringing his tongue so close to my navel and nodding his head as if asking permission. I sighed and closed my eyes as emotions ran a proper riot within me. As Uncle was holding my hands tightly behind placing them between his thighs and sat cross legged ensuring i can’t pull it out while still holding it with one hand, I stopped my struggle to free myself up already sometime ago, before even minister dropped the peanut into my navel. right now I just shut my eyes breathed heavily braced for the storm while the minister seem to enjoy for some more time the way the peanut was DANCING du to the way my tummy and the whole body was trembling in anticipation, while uncle was sliding his hand at the back of my upper arm along the blouse sleeve lazily, enjoying my reaction.

Slowly, after several moments, JUST when I was about to open my eyes again to check on the lack of action I felt minister tongue on my tummy , but just outside and he started circling around the rim of my navel tracing it along with his tongue slowly, varying his pressure, pressing down harder then releasing and repeated it as he went around, as if getting ready to worship it, studiously. Feeling his tongue I gasped just as I opened my eyes to check out. THAT SCENE I saw that manifested in front of me would stay with me for the rest of my life. As I watched minister’s red hot long tongue slowly slipped in my navel making me JERK wildly as I let out a Scream, a proper scream - but not of pain, but of confused emotions as this kind of a pleasure wave has NEVER hit me so hard and so intensely.

Seeing the way I gasped and shook and screamed, tightening his grip over my hands Uncle whispered into me, ‘ Oh this is enjoyment at another level no Vandana?’ as I just then felt his mammoth tongue Swirl around the navel and his moustache rubbing the surface just above the navel as he reached back up with the peanut in his mouth, munching it claimed, ‘Madhava, THIS IS THE BEST Peanut I tasted EVER in my life’ and even as he spoke, he dropped a 3 or 4 more peanuts now filling the navel to the rim, ‘and I WANT MORE’ saying he drived right back in and alternately licking and grabbing , picked up one after another and munched through leaving me shaking all over.

As he finished the next ‘batch’ of peanuts he noticed the trail of salt and chilly it left around the inner surface of the navel and announced, ‘Oh I need to clean it up now’ saying he leaned forward with his hand on my thighs crept up and (un)intentionally grabbed at the saree pleats right at my crotch and pressing down even as I Jerked my hip in response yelping ‘ please sir noo’ I felt his tongue land right into my navel and feeling his hot tongue lick and push in, RIGHT into the base of my navel and slowly methodically worked around, licking every inch of it, I let go of myself and closing my eyes and moaned aloud now.

Not exactly on purpose but getting carried away while he gleefully licked my deep navel enjoying my squirms and moans, minister’s hand on my crotch slowly bit by bit completely pulled my saree pleats tucked into the petticoat. Only Uncle saw that with a horny smile and neither minister nor myself realized it at all. As he carried on licking and sucking my navel, I arched my back and jutted my chest out began moaning properly, EYES DEEPLY shut as wave after wave of pleasure pass through me as Uncle’s hand that was holding my shoulder now slowly moved along and planted it lightly on my right breast and as I was gasping and moaning he reached down and locked his lips suddenly into mine.

I was by then properly surfing the Passion waves shaking , trembling and squirming all over. Somewhere deep within the dark caves within my head a small voice was trying to sound alarm bells but it was properly silenced and drowned by very loud gongs of the pleasure bells playing within me all over.

Uncle hand slowly gained momentum and he started slowly and gently but now PROPERLY began squeezing my tits and playfully pinched around the nipples over the blouse amazed at how quickly they became taut so much that he could easily feel them right over the bra and blouse! as he bored his tongue down my throat kissing. I have NEVER had a kiss in that angle and NOT one of that ferocity and finesse.

As the roaring kiss was going on I hadn’t even realized that Uncle is not holding my hands anymore as he was properly mauling my tits over the blouse with both his hands. As he did so, he could hear me moan through his lip-lock, feeling satisfied he carried on, but the moan was also due to minister switching peanuts for scotch as he poured the whiskey straight into my ‘hungry’ navel and began lapping it up. Just then my hands loosely locked between, uncle’s thighs shifted a but up and as it found something, SHOCKED I Opened my eyes through the kiss as my fingers felt and traversed along its contour - literally shocked by the enormity of the size of what it found and felt and uncle too realized where my hands now are and making no attempt to pull it off, in fact making himself more accessible carried on kissing while his one hand kept mauling my breasts while his other hand deftly unhooked my blouse hooks Timing it JUST right when he felt my body shiver , tremble and jerked every time when Minister’s tongue would ram down to feel the bottom of my navel and swirl around, driving me totally crazy. Every time he refilled the glass (henceforth also called my navel) and swooshed his tongue in, upstairs, my blouse was loosing yet another hook and before long uncle’s hands spread the blouse out let it hang on each side around my armpits limply, still not done with the kiss, tested the fitness of the blouse by gently slipping his fingers around the base of the bra cups and was DELIGHTED to feel the elasticity of the bra and slipped his fingers underneath and was waiting for the stage surge of activity from me timing with minister’s moves.

But Minister had other ideas and wanted whiskey on rocks now! he refilled his favorite glass(!!!) and grabbed a small ice cube and holding my white petticoat at the base of my tummy for balance while his fingers casually slipping under the petticoat, and wasting no time finding my thin panty elastic band of the (supposed to be sexy ) lace panty and easily slipped past it too feeling the pubic zone and started grazing the curls there just as a hungry cow would do on a lush pasture.

As I SCREAMED through the kiss.. shaking my hip this way and that, trying to fend his hand off me I felt something cold brush along me from JUST below my bra tracing the line slowly below, making me GASP and splutter briefly breaking he kiss but uncle dived forward moving his hands to grab my face and swiftly grab my lower lip and started chewing it through hungrily even as I just realized from the coldness that its possibly an ice cube that minister is sliding down me, at the same time my lower body jerked at will, involuntarily as I felt minister’s fingers grabbing and slowly drag my petticoat and panty down along with it . Even as I was confused and distracted with the dancing ice cube tracing every possible surface that I can find on my fair midriff on its way down to the navel - very slowly making me sizzle and jump non-stop, with the small pool of whiskey still poured in my whirlpool of navel forming mini waves as I jerked. While I was still arrested effectively by uncle’s voracious kissing appetite and he was watching the progress of the ice cube carefully and past it the emergence of my pubic hair in all its glory, gleefully and JUST as the minister slid the ice cube right into the navel and as its end had melted already due to its journey over my hot body and was sort of turning conical in its edges, he aimed the sharpish conical section into the navel and gently pressed it down making me shudder all over and my hands that were lazily around uncle’s crotch around his bare thighs and on his underwear as his dhoti also had gaped open a bit in all this movement and I GRIPPED his massive erection over his long jockeys, purely in reflex, finding something to grab at just then at that same moment as the minister kept playing with the top of my pubes while pressing the ice down my navel pushing it in with some force I jerked and SHUDDERED all over, Uncle’s hand that was at the base of my bra he hooked his thumb under and gave it a good YANK with some force and the stretchy material of the bra responded in kind and BOTH the cups popped up and out as he pulled it up baring my tits. (in his mind thinking - GOSH , been waiting for this moment all this time).

As my hands are free anyways, impulsively I brought them forward pushing uncle off me and pulled down the bra cups quickly, and as he broke free , still gasping I managed to say ‘ NOO Noo Uncle NO’ and as minister tried to pull the petticoat down further, as the strings were still securely tired in place, my wide hips were stopping him pulling it down any further. Losing interest, swiftly he focused himself back on to the navel and carried on playing with the ice cube taunting me more and even though I pushed uncle back, he was still behind me, so he gently held my hands as he kissed my head whispering, ‘Shhh shhh its OK’ and soon I had the familiar pattern of pleasure waves welling form within as Minister pulled the ice cube off and started licking the remaining whiskey and drilling hi tongue deep inside my navel as I moaned ‘uuuuuufffffffffff’ and fell back on uncle’s lap as fresh more intense moans emerged from me.

Uncle playfully squeezed my tits over the bra now, even as I tried pushing his hands off a few times but gave up as minister was at his best, his tongue was working expertly overtime even as his thumbnail was lazily scratching my pubic hair driving me wild and as I moaned through, just as uncle began gently pinching and tweaking my nipples over that thin bra and as Minster’s tongue was swirling like a deep sea drilling machine, in its explorative mission to find oil!!! And Oil it did find indeed, a huge volcanic eruption that was slowly building as it has been surfacing in smaller waves all this time, unable to contain the pressure of the intense pleasure being administered, exploded from within me, as I moaned aloud and right in front of them for their viewing pleasure shuddered and shook interminably for what seemed to be forever as I had the BEST CLIMAX ever beating anything else that I have had in the past with thousand bursting fireworks all exploding inside my head all at the same time as I spluttered and gasped and screamed as they both looked at me totally amazed.

I gradually settled with smaller and smaller spasms after what felt like almost a whole minute or may be even more as I slumped on uncle’s lap, holding his hand on my bra, limply and dared open my eyes a slit, as I felt like fucking dying right there in shame. Minister kept licking for a few more moments as he saw me open my eyes, he knelt up and playfully stuck his finger back into my now very wet navel and as my whole body was still going through the hyper post-orgasmic sensitivity, that little poke was enough for me to Jump up sitting, with a high pitched short scream and at the same time pushing away his hand from me and as I sat up on the sofa for the first time in a while now, I was still huffing and puffing and my head started spinning a bit now, as I sat up so fast and I am still very drunk. The saree lay on my lap all out of place half the tucks out and the blouse hung loosely around with the mangalsutra now dangling freely over the bra.

Looked up from this side to that with a new wave of shame run through me, I quickly pulled back and hooked on the blouse and stood up and took the saree pleats urgently turning away from them as they both watched me with a lot of interest and as I pushed the pleats into the petticoat and adjusted the pallu and turned to sit, already uncle stood up and gently grabbed my hand and walked to wards the dining table. ‘Come on Vandana, lets have dinner. you must be hungry. Let me drop you home right after. You are in NO state to take an auto now or go by yourself. EEEI PANEER, Come On you too.’

I followed him silently, relieved that he wasn’t taunting me or talking more about what just happened there and quietly served up the plates for all 3 of us and just as I sat, the minister slowly staggered and joined us. The dinner was delightful, yet a muted affair. For all their rough exteriors they were both very sensitive to my emotional state and neither of them spoke about what just happened and uncle quipping an occasional unrelated topic such as the the AC needs replacing as is making too much noise etc. Soon we were all done with the dinner and Uncle washed his hand and went to the door, ‘Come Vandana lets go its getting late for you. let me drop you.’ I silently walked up to him.

Minister shouted, ‘Vandana, please wait. One minute dear.’ Washing his hands he went to the room and disappeared for sometime. Uncle lost patience waiting at the door, ‘What are you doing Paneer? He came out with something wrapped in a newspaper clumsily and taped quickly. The best he could do considering the state he was in. ‘ He came close to us and pulled me closer and quickly hugged me with a big smile and pulling back. ‘This is for you dear. Don’t open it here. ’ Patting my shoulder as I mumbled ‘what is it sir?’ he turned and started walking away, ‘surprise. don’t open it here. ‘ he said smiling as he walked slowly to his bedroom. ‘Thank you sir’ ( he probably didn’t even here it by then) as I turned around holding to what seemed like a big book or a photo frame from the feel of it, followed uncle. He was asking me, ‘what is it?’ Don’t know uncle, he told me to go home and open it. I’ll find out I guess. As I spoke ,we both got in to the back of his car as his driver started the car instantly.

During the course of the 10 minute journey, uncle pulled me closer and put his arm around my shoulder. I didn’t resist too much and he wasn’t also trying anything naughty. Just the physical intimacy was all. While the car sped past, ‘Vandana, something I need to tell you. With this Inspector position, at the Minister’s office, I was finding out what else you can do to improve your career. You are qualified to take on the Marksman training. I have enquired a bit and can hand you the admittance letter for it for the next course in the next 2 months’ time. It is generally reserved for experienced commandoes and officers in Z+ list security, covering VVIPs like the president and PM and generally getting in is very difficult and is reserved for people with lot of field experience already. But I’ll get you in there. You will find it will open a lot of career doors and fast track your progress.’ he said squeezing my shoulder gently. I turned and smiled at him and nodded, ‘Thank you uncle’ feeling truly elated, but just as I was contemplating if I should confront him about what he did today to me. as I could not rub off the explosive orgasm, because of him - he interrupted my thoughts, as if reading my mind, ‘Oh don’t overthink what just happened there dear’, as he carried on rubbing my shoulder gently , ‘no one really planned for this. It all had just happened with the flow. We are all very serious people with serious jobs to do. So, don’t worry thinking that you made a big mistake. And before you think of anything else, Paneer picked you up for this spot purely based on your merit and not because you have lovely tits or a deep navel’ ( he said chuckling , unable to contain his naughtiness even for a bit and I Slapped his thigh HARD this time, over his Dhoti as I suppressed my grin and felt a tiny bit of satisfaction seeing him rub his thigh wincing in pain but laughing still). ‘That’s what a dirty mouth deserves uncle. Right? ’ (raising my hand mocking If I should slap him again, laughing) as he put his free hand up in a surrender, but slipped his other hand on my shoulder to give my boobs a quick squeeze and pulled his hand out yelling ) ‘TIT for tat’ I mean - this (pointing at my tits and laughed again) Sorry vandana, you are so beautiful that naughtiness is naturally overflowing when I am talking to you. ( he complimented me while apologizing as I pinched his thigh properly this time, for much longer letting him wince in pain, before letting go and ended up giggling seeing him wince and rubbed his thigh breifly as if to soothe the pain.

The car had just reached my apartment and I got out waving and just before he left he shouted from inside ‘VANDANA’ ( i went back and opened the door) and he was handing the gift from the minister, ‘you’re forgetting this’. I thanked him again with a big smile and whispered ‘Thank you for everything. That was amazing today. Good night,’ (again leaving it vague what was amazing I swiftly walked away closing the door, leaving uncle speechless - for once!! As I reached up to the apartment, tired, dizzy and yet excitement washed me down as I recalled yet again in my mind as I slumped in the living room sofa. After several minutes I casually opened the package that was wrapped in newspaper and I was STUNNED to find that it was the smaller version of the same Tanjore painting of Krishna that I was admiring earlier, the jewels of the lord beautifully embossed in real 22 ct gold and even the picture frame seemed to be real gold plated. It was reeking through and through with sophistication as I looked at it for a long long time in shock. It surely is not one of your everyday finds and surely must be worth ton of money as I sat there staring at it in shock!!!