”“I did,” she said with a grin. “Almost drown, that is.”“But how... ? Why... ?”She dropped her eyes and whispered, “So you’d like me... And ... and ... and if God blesses me above all women by allowing me to carry your babies, I know you want them to be like you: handsome, strong, brilliant ... I ... I ... I don’t want them to be ashamed of their mother.”Then she raised her eyes, looked at him and said, “I’m sorry I won, Master, but ... but ... but I didn’t want my blood on your lovely bed. I. She was nearby somewhere in a rickshaw and got completely wet due to the rainfall. She had come to our house for drying up. Arpita aunty was 42 years old divorced women with a 12 yr old girl. I was very close to her as she was very friendly to me when I was a kid. She was a motherly figure for me till then. She was wearing a green chiffon sari; chiffon saris looked really good on her as she was very slim. That day since she was completely wet her clothes stuck to her body and I could see the. .."You look really fucking hot too" we were now face to face, looking in each others eyes with lust and desire as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.....I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes, leaning my head into his, our lips touched and I felt a ZAP like a surge of electricity and we softly kissed for a few moments. Soon i felt his lips part and his tounge touch my lips, i parted my lips and our tounges met, probing and searching as we kissed. Kira and Dianne were alreadyinside. She had heard the door open while the shirt was going over herhead. They looked her over Kira's eyes widened a little. It had been afew weeks since they had seen each other."My god, you're a fucking balloon. Do you go 'eeeeeee' if we squeezeyou?" Kira said to her.She told Kira to get bent while she was hugging Dianne. When theyfinished Dianne drew back and also said that she looked so different fromthe last time that they were here. Jenny told them the babies.