Her husband Shailesh was quite a dirty looking character, unshaven beard, dirty clothes. I told him to stop at the doorway, and not to hurt Barkha. Se...ing my height, and burly body, Shailesh decided not to try any funny stunts, but started abusing her badly. I held him by the collar, and raised my hand to hit him, when Barkha stopped me. When he went away, Barkha was crying un-controllably. I embraced her tight, while her head was dug into my chest. I could Feel her big breasts against my body. " What?" asked Ken."Well, it's not ready for prime time, yet. When it is, then we'll talk. Sound good?" Sure," said Ken. "I guess when I get back, I'll ask her help to get the info I was interested in." Maybe I should ask her, instead," said Bill. "I mean, like I said, she doesn't want it broadcast that she's into this stuff."Ken thought for a moment. "Well, I really need to speak to her about what she can and can't do. Do you think maybe you can find a way to send her my way?"Bill shrugged. "I. Feel the tension build in the back of your neck and then release. Repeat, scrunching your shoulders together as you tilt your head back. Then as the pressure feels tight, release and let your head sink down again and your shoulders let go of that tension as they relax back again. Repeat this a few times, scrunch up and then release. Scrunch, release. The tension all drifting away. Are you loving the way you are becoming more relaxed? No cares, no tension, fully supported here with me. As you. Of course I wanted to touch them but was I about to enter the underworld of child abuse? My hand was itching to reach out but I was telling myself, "This is immoral. It's illegal. In the eyes of society, it would be a sin, a crime." I lost the fight. I thought, "This isn't a case of a parent forcing a child into sex, she invited me to touch her breasts, that's all. She's proud of them. It doesn't have to go any further than that." I ran my fingers over her tiny tits. I loved their surprising.