Mujhe unke ball ko dabane mein aur chusne mein bohut hi maza aa raha thaIdhar bhabhi mere balo mein ungliye ferte hui mujhe unki ball par daba rahi th.... Woh badbada rahi thi. Maine ab unke ball ko chuste hui unke blouse ko nikal diya. Ek hath se bra ke hook ko kholne ki koshish kar raha tha. Par mujhse nahi ho raha tha.To bhabhi ne hi apne hath piche le jakar bra ki hok khol diye aur apne kandhe se nikal diye. Ab bhabhi upri hisa se nangi thi. Main unke ball ke darar mein muh rakhar chatne ne. “I wanted to thank you for singing with us today,” he told her. “Why? I should be thanking you, which I am, of course,” she replied. “You’re the first person that’s ever sang that song that I actually understood why they were singing it,” he said. “What?” she asked. “You actually had something of a reason to sing that song, to feel it,” he replied. “Oh.” “There’s been other people who’ve sang it for me, trying to make me like them or trying to get closer to me. Fans and groupies. But you. Her amazingly sexy legs were covered from the knees up, but every now and again a breeze would provide a small flip, exposing a bit more of her thigh than she might have wanted me to see. Her husband was out of town for the weekend, which happened to be the same as the Classic Car show. We worked together and shared this love of the classics, so I offered to go with her in his stead. Her hair was pulled back in the style of the 50s, curls dr****g along her neck and falling down her bare. So, my young friend, you best start drawing up plans for a place for Edgar to stay because once we reach home, I refuse to walk another step."Helen paused and cocked her head to look over her shoulder at a bemused Erik and a confused Christine."Hmmm ... Do you think they will allow Edgar on the train? After all, I will only require him when there are no tracks leading to the place we need to go. And, it simply would not do to leave him boarded with strangers. I shudder at the thought of.