There’s a primeval sense present in every species, a sense of self-preservation to shy away from the sick among the herd. It’s, of course, an evol...tionary trait to avoid the transmission of infection from the sick to healthy within a population. In social animals, it’s a shunning. ‘Avoid this member or risk your own health’. It’s as close to a law of social behavior as there could be.The effects can be just as real even when there is no real illness or plague involved. When the outcast isn’t. My hands moved in tandem with his until we found ourselves in a wonderful liplock, our pelvises being pushed and ground into each other's with help from our hands and arms. I felt myself getting wet between my legs as Ron squeezed my dainty bottom cheeks with enthusiasm... It felt hot, moist and deliciously nasty! I knew that in only moments we would be making love standing up if I didn't do something about it!Reluctantly, I pulled away from him, wanting my first time to be slow and perfect. He. " I could tell that she was not as calm as she tried to appear. Neither was I. "You are my daughter, Janet Faye Dunn, but, your nickname is Bunny. You just graduated from high school and you are enrolled at the state university and will begin classes this fall. Your major is Art." I let what she had said sink in for a moment. I tried to decide how to tell her that my name was Charles Winthorp and that I had absolutely no memories of her, or, of her daughter. Her eyes once again had tears. Devendra was just watching his mom who was looking stunning in that dress.At night she brought the glass of milk in her hand and gave it to her son.Divya- “yeh lijiye maharaj doodh” (your majesty drink this glass of milk).Devendra drank the half glass of milk and gave half to his wife/mom.Divya drank the rest milk of glass.Divya then touched the feet of her son and said-“mujhe sadha suhagan honey ka aasirbaad dijiye maharaj.Aaj sey mey aapki patni hu aur aapki sevika.”Devendra told Divya to.