The spools turned as a voice emerged from the horn, my voice. “Make sure you stay with the body until I get there. I’m on my way.” I pressed sto... and returned the tape to my jacket pocket. The foreman blustered. “You didn’t tell me you were recording. I thought you private peelers kept things quiet. Anyway I’m very sorry but it’s not as if it’s my fault. I didn’t kill the guy.” “What part of ‘make sure you stay with the body’ didn’t you understand?” I clenched my fists behind my back, trying. Ek baar wo mere yaha doodh mangne aayi..Main kaha ki bhabhi aap thhodi der bathiye main naha ke aata hoon ar phit deta hoon aapko. Phir main nahane chala gya aur jab wapas aaya to bhabhi tv dhekh rhi thi aur hum janboojkar unke samne kapde badalne lage han lekin towel tha.Phir hum unhe doodh lakr diye aur kahe ki lijiye bhbhi doodh, apka doodh khatam ho gya kya..Wo mere sari double meaning baatin ko samjhti thi bas kuch reply nhi deti thi aur bura bhi nhhi manti thi.Bhabhi boli ki aur bhabhiya. I was fortunate to have my own bedroom so my other siblings never knew what I was up to.Today I am forty-two, married with kids, but my fetish for hose and feet has not waned in the least. My mother, who is now sixty-eight, still looks amazing in nylons and heels. Sure, her hair is now gray and she has put on a few pounds, but my god she still looks incredible in pantyhose!Every year my parents host a New Years Eve party and this year was no different. There were about thirty people there. Sharon stretched her body, now completely naked, before reaching into her bag for her bikini. Ashleigh watched Sharon intensely, almost gulping her drink in the process. She didn’t move until after Sharon reached into her bag. Ashleigh very calmly removed her blouse and bra, then her skirt and panties in much the same fashion as Sharon. When she was completely naked, she stood still, as if waiting for Sharon somehow to recognize her feat. When Sharon continued rummaging in her bag, Ashleigh.