“And yet,” she smiled. ”you have done nothing for me.” “No way…” was all I was able to say as I starred at her in dis-fucking-belief! ...��In no way indeed,” she said and laid her arms around my neck. I could not believe what was happening. I stood stiff as a stick and watch as she whispered into my ears that she was very grateful for helping her kids. But that now, it was her turn. She kissed my lips and it was then I came to life. Her mouth taste wonderful and I kicked into action. My arms. By this time my bhabi became concious and started screaming ” tumhari maa behan nahi hain, khuda karay tumahari bahan ko daakoo lai jai aur un kai saath bhi yeh salook karay” the robber got real mad. Threw her outside the jeep and start ripping off her dress, she was wearing traditional shadi ka lal joda. The robber threw her on the ground, her dressed was ripped off from every where . And they all start laughing. I was standing there quitely, one robber said to me “agar tu nai hamari baat nahi. But it was a littledisconcerting not to be able to see my feet anymore, or my knees, ormy waist, or indeed anything below my gigantic bust."Now let's talk about your lower half," Vera said, holding up aswollen, hideous-looking, thing.We examined the prosthesis together. It was like a pair of flesh-coloured shorts, but heavily padded round the tummy, thighs, hips, andits big, round bottom."It's exactly the same weight that the real thing would be," Verasaid, "so it forces you to move as you. "Now how about a real kiss?" he says as his free hand strokes her cheek. "Oh, Ted..." she says as she looks away, avoiding eye contact. "You're all wrong for me. I ... I just can't anymore." He places his thumb and forefinger on either side of her jawbone and squeezes, opening her mouth as if feeding medication to a pet. He slips his tongue into her mouth and twirls the tip of his tongue around hers like he were kissing between her legs. That's exactly the image that floods into her mind as the.