He needs the light. Needs to see her. Needs to see all of her.Their eyes meet in the glow of the lamplight and he wonders why it's taken him so long t... really notice her. Wonders if she could have been his whiskey, his comfort, his lifeline.He still doesn't regret the deal. Doesn't regret saving Sam. What he regrets is not having more time. Here. With her. Regrets that he's standing there looking at her flushed skin and kiss swollen mouth, her haphazard clothing and bared breast, rather than. I didn’t care that since it can be due to crowd. After sometime, we were at a halt and she turned facing my right side. Her soft mounts were pressing on my arms. Even then I did not feel something bad on her.We moved together again, Now I had to take a turn and her complete body was resting on me, She is a light weight lady and I did not care much about that. Now, her beautiful ass is just in front of me and she was climbing a step. Then suddenly someone pushed back and she was about to fall. I. But he, still holding my hand, smiled at me and said,-it is too costly to rent a hotel room. If you share with me, I will pay for you-What an asshole he is! Asking a married woman to share a room with him? I was stunned at his boldness, but I pleaded again,-imad! Lemme go-But he opened the front door, pushed me in and closed the door. Soon after he came around, sat on the driving seat and locked all doors without I could even think what was happening. He drove off.-imad, are you crazy? What are. She was seventeen now and things had... changed. It was hard reconciling the image of his pesky little tomboy sister with the curvaceous bellbottomed goddess sweating in the front yard. I tried not to be obvious about my lust but I think Jay was catching on. In some ways August wasn't going to come fast enough for me, I thought.Later on, Jay and I were in the rec. room slumped into the well worn, overstuffed recliners and watching one of his taped episodes of G-String Divas. At eighteen, Jay's.