Name changed…Uske bhare huye chutad gand aur madamast bhari huyi boobs aur gahri nabhi nanga pet kya batau ….Mera kuvara lund to tite hokar pant m...i hi tambu banata tha….Uski age 36-38 hogi ek din mai aisehi unke ghar kisi kaam se gaya to janhavi bhabhi bartan saaf kar rhi thi vo boli are itne din kaha tha kitni bar tuze bulava diya aajkal tu dikhata nahi …Kya baat hai kahi koi chakkat to nahi …Mai unke samne baith kr bola are bhabhi aap bhi na kuch bhi booti ho bhala mera kya chakkar hoga. ”I said, “You sound like my grandmother discussing the strengths of a dictatorship. If everyone is afraid of the same thing, that unifies them. I’m sorry. It’s one thing to have natural fears. And I understand the need for law and order. But when something is forced on you, where’s the choice? Where’s the act of learning from your mistakes if you’re too afraid to make them? I didn’t run away when I found out the girls I had fantasized about were affected by that. I did things that made me sick. " One, Two, Three. One, Two, Three."We continued on until the late afternoon and by then I felt like I wasgoing out of my mind. The humiliation of being poofed into the big silkygown that showed off the body of a busty girl was piled upon thefrustration that that body was starting to get switched on and I wasnever going to be allowed to do anything about it.As Anne walked me back to my chambers I tried to stay focussed on thewalls with their portraitures of long dead ancestors whose DNA. I led Deb out of the car to the front step where I told her to sit & wait fo me. With her hands still tied behind her back, sans panties, I helped her down to sit on the 2nd step, about 12" off the ground, leaving her knees up in front of her considerably higher than her waist. I instructed her to rest her forehead on her knees & not to move while I removed the blindfold.I went in the house & watched from the picture window. She was desparately trying to get her teeth on the hem of her dress to.