My eyes scanned her. After a few moments I turned towards her and kept my hand on her stomach. After looking at her for a few more minutes, my hands s...arted their exploration again. I removed the end of the sari tucked near the stomach. The getting up I pulled the end of the sari covering her secrets with a little difficulty. Now her secrets are before me. The secrets which my dad enjoyed; the secrets which kistappa enjoyed in the red blouse that night; the secrets which I dreamed to enjoy. “Oh, shit,” he curses but finishes jacking himself to completion. As he starts trying to clean himself up, Judy rolls off the bed and unsteadily embarks on the difficult task of putting her underwear and pants back on. This is when Margaret comes shuffling in. Margaret wears her long, gray hair up in a tight bun. She’s a year away from retirement, and ten years out of fashion. I’ve never seen her in the masturbation room before, and she looks like she’s a little lost. This could be one awkward. I realy loved it. One of these afternoons I received the visit of Victoria, a coloured girl that had been studying sociology with me and is working at the townhall-administration. She is more a friend of mine though sometimes we do wind up in bed, when she is down and needs some cheerup. She had met Margot only a cuple of times socialy, but she knows about my affair with her. That afternoon we where having tea at the kitchentable when the idea struck my mind that I could ask her rather. Anyways, while I and my niece were playing on the sofa in the hall, my bhabhi came out from the kitchen and said that she was going to her friend’s house for some time and would be back in 2-3 hours. We nodded.Once bhabhi left, my niece (let’s call her Pari) got more notorious and was aggressive. After a while, I was a bit tired so I asked her to take some rest and promised that we would play later. I was lying on the sofa. My niece didn’t stop and while trying to pull me up, she accidentally.