The doorbell rang. The children's gaiety died immediately, to be replaced with anxiety."Don't answer it, Daddy," Georgie pleaded.I reassured her every...hing was under control, but used the door viewer. I saw two women I didn't recognise, who gave off the air of busybody officialdom. Opening the door one of the women flashed some sort of ID, and tried to push past me saying, "We are from Social Services, Child Protec..."That was enough. I had held my foot against the door for just such an. Parivar me hum dono ke alawa , sas aur dever rahete hai. middle class family hai. Par jo bhi 2sal pahele huva vo aam baat hogi ye muje nahi lagata…Ye bat mere devar se judi hai, usaka nam Anuj hai…vo engineering ki pdhai karata hai, do sal pahele mere kuch collage friends muje milane ko aaye, mere pati ko isase koi problem nahi thi,aur sach bat batau to mene collage me boyfriend to tha, par kabhi unake sath sex karane ki himmat nahi huvi…aur uss din dopher me to meri dost renu aayi thi…usane. And she was not big yet. Or was she?Right now she felt really big. Her underwear felt not only too warm but too tight. Was something swelling in her panties? Was something swelling in her tiny bra? Her bra was so new. It was her only her second one. Was she already outgrowing it? What a shame; she loved the tiny blue flowers on it. They matched her panties. They both looked so beautiful on her when she looked at herself in the big mirror. She loved to stand there and pretend she was. And a black one at that…. Her body, still gleaming from herperspiration was like polished black slate, and leaving Bobby onlymomentarily, she sat up and shrugged out of her tiny T shirt, leaned backward,lifting her sexy hips and hooking her thumbs into the elastic of her shorts,shoved them down past her knees and kicked them away from her. Poor Bobbyfelt the most unusual surge of hot feeling deep in his loins, and he felt hiscock strengthen, and become super long as a result of what he now.