But where was the big question. So i planned it at one of my office in main area of Chennai.(of course am a business man, but still worked outside to ...earn). I called her on Sunday morning by 10, so that we can discuss about new proposal with my father and brother presence(i lied about them coming)As planned she came in chudi to office, when i opened door we greeted and entered. She was searching for my family and shocked when i said that we are alone.Then we settled down for discussing about. Imogen tried to control her panic as she picked up her owl cage and pulled her trunk behind her, one thought dominating her mind: she was at King's Cross Station, ready to take the train to Hogwarts - exactly four years late.She picked up the trunk by one handle, and began to drag it behind her towards the nearest car, creating another blockage in traffic as soon as she reached the base of the stairs to the entrance. Several older boys jostled each other for the right to pick up Imogen's trunk. " He smiled."But, but I'm your mum..." So?" Well, I, I err...I don't know, It's just wrong." I stuttered."Says who?" He asked, his eyes fixed lustily on my exposed nipple.I covered up. He looked crest fallen, that same doe eyed expression he'd used since he was a small boy, whenever he was desperate to get his way. It was hard to resist. "Oh, come on Mum. Please, I really want to see your tits". He begged. "Why is it's wrong...Who's it going to hurt. Don't you want to make me happy?"I didn't. But you are also breaking my heart. You promised that I would be next in line," Sarah said.That was too much for Sandra. She started to giggle and then said, "Don't worry. I think we could work out some kind of an arrangement so we could share him."I was now blushing so hard that one could mistake me for a red alien in some old science fiction show."Tempting, I might take you up on that offer. But now we have tortured this poor guy long enough. What are you looking for?" Sarah asked.Since I was.