Thabhi mera ummar 18 saal ka tha, +2 kartha tha, hamara ghar aur Mummy’s ghar 5 minutes chalne ki te; raath par hamara padaayi udher hoathe te, udhe... Mummy ki yek bhehan teacher te, unki saadhi hu yi thi, hus. Military me te; school naghdhik karkke Yidhar reakhte. Hamara padaayi mei bhahuth madhath milthi thee. Usbeech 2nd uncle ka saadi Mary aunty se huyi, 24 years, 5’6”, 36-30-34 size, (Master Degree holder in Cytology) wheatish colour, yekdham juicey water melons; hame bhahuth pyaar karthe. Once I looked past the dirt and dried tears on her face I saw she was (is) a very pretty young woman. Over the next ninety minutes I had time to reflect back on my life that had brought to this moment. ******************** I was almost fifteen years old when my dad left on one of his extended business trips one morning. As he did every time he left on one of these trips he took me aside and said to me. ‘Rick be sure to take good care of your mom and sisters for me while I am gone. You are the. I am not saying that there is anything really wrong with me. I have often been told I am beautiful by my lovers and admirers I could feel that they meant it. I am shorter than him but my lines have been cut to show my female form. But I knew deep down that we were never meant to be, for we came from different worlds. I knew I had a station in life, and he had one as well, and we were never created to be together or share our lives.However, I could not help feeling the way I did about him. Any. I kept eating my dinner, slowly. Though his hand on my thigh was making me a little excited. He softly rubbed the soft skin at the top of my thigh high stockings. I laid my head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I'm not wearing any panties."He gasped. And his hand stopped moving. I could tell he wanted to touch me, but didn't dare. Through the whole dinner I kept saying naughty things to him, and rubbing my thigh against him. I would lean over and say, "My cunt is so wet," or I would.