With the death certificate in his hand, George went to the American Consulate Office to make arrangements to send the body back to the United States f...r a proper burial. The Consul told George that to send the body back to the United States for burial is very, very expensive. It could cost him as much as $5,000.00. The Consul told him, in most cases the person responsible for the remains normally decides to bury the body here in Jerusalem. This would only cost him $150.00. George thinks for. “How dare you do this inside my house, you bloody bastard!” dad shouted at me, raising his hand to slap me.“Please don’t hurt him, Rishi Uncle, please…” Avanthika begged, covering her naked boobs, with one hand, and her young clean-shaven pussy, with the other hand.“I cannot believe it is you, Avanthika. I never ever thought I will have to see you in such a situation, and that too with my son.” Dad looked at me in rage, as I covered my hard dick, with both my hands.Avanthika was the daughter of. We four ‘kids’ sat at the front of the boat, keen to see the sights of the lake, and play a game we’d played together since we were little. A game that we called ‘Mine’. The object was to see something, a house, a boat, a car on the road that ran along the side of the lake or anything really, and shout ‘mine’ before the others did. It was a silly game but we all usually ended up in fits of giggles.The game sort of petered out half way up the lake. It was my sister’s fault. I’d just spotted a. She could even feel the flush of it within her cheeks, making her warm, though it had been a rather hot and muggy day as it was outside anyway. As though attempting to cool herself, off, Anna toyed with the front of her blouse, giving it a brief subtle flutter with her hand, though she had managed to undo yet another button on her blouse while doing so. Not enough to be considered inappropriate even then, but certainly inviting a more direct glance down her blouse at her captured twin.