She couldn’t possibly see Shobha getting married to some fuck-boy who has a lot of fuck buddies.“What? You cheated on your husband for the sake of...Shobha?”, he asked in a doubting voice but he was shocked to hear her statement.“Yes”, she said. “I did it for the sake of her..for her well being” Her voice was low but was confident.“So you didn’t enjoy the sex..?”“Yes. I didn’t. I only did it to protect her from this playboy”He lowered his voice, “You care about my daughter that much?”“Yes”, she. I had always had low inhibitions and wasn't afraid to strip in public. Slowly, I eased by jeans down over my hips and down my legs. She bit her lip and I noticed as she subtly put her hand to her crotch and began rubbing it though her skirt. I glanced around me to check that nobody was looking directly at me and yanked my jeans down to my knees. "Hmmm...Substantial," she remarked, presumably referring to the bulge in my jockstrap, which I had started wearing regularly since I had discovered my. I was kind of hoping your universal senses would lead us to some adventure, you know." Diana tiredly explains. "So far the only real fighting has been with boys. And I was hoping to get a telling out of this." That does it. We are going back." I say dryly at her confession."No you is not." Who said that?" Alys whimpers in my ear."Who is there?" I ask in the darkness."Put that light out, or we will shoot you." Says a very male voice."Diana this is not funny." I hiss at her."No." She squeeze next. "Hello, dear," she welcomed me. "Followme and I'll show you to your room." Although she was a generation olderthan me she was what could be described as well-preserved and I admiredher trim waist and shapely bum as I followed her upstairs.On the bed was a kilt. "Why don't you try this on straight away?" sheasked. "Then you'll start to get used to it. Come on, get those trousersoff!" Blushing a little, I removed my trousers and fastened the kiltaround my waist. It really felt like a skirt and I.