They got in the car. The radio was still blasting rock and roll music, although the two had hardly been aware of it while fucking. He drove her home a...d they kissed for a few minutes in the front seat of his car before Manini hopped out and ran up to the front door of her new big house on top of the hill in the town of Maharastra. She was very quiet as she entered the house. She knew that her new step-father, Babuji, could be very cranky when she made too much noise coming in after he was. Then, he rubs his big hands along my shins and calves and will say how nice and smooth my legs are. Then he will caress around my knees and try and tickle me. I am usually so psyched up anyway that I giggle.Then, as if he is opening a special present and wants to make it last as long as possible, he will slowly spread my legs. His eyes are glued down there as I slowly spread and reveal myself to him. I still get a wave of dizziness sometimes and my heartbeat pounds in my ears as my dad looks. When we moved to Arizona he would take me to a spot on near Sedona where the river was deep in the canyon and hard to get to so not very many people would take the time to hike down to be close to the water. When we would go I would wear the swim suit that is in my photo stream the pink one with that was very short of fabric and mostly string it was not lined so when it was wet it looked as if I was nude. My husband like to walk the river to get into shape he would be gone for up to an hour.. .. the very best of friends. They wanted to believe the hype, all the gruff words that said that these men were mortal enemies. The so-called sport would never draw the avid crowds that came faithfully if they knew the truth about the combatants.At 1:13 in the morning, Jerry pulled into a roadside park — on these old two lane highways so far from the interstates, they didn't have the nice rest areas with restrooms and vending machines that you found on the interstate highways. They had picnic.