He was halfway across the room when the overhead light flashed on. Startled he turned to see who had turned it on. There standing by the light switch ...ere Lynn and Misty. Both women wore the most seductive outfits he had ever seen."Do you like the new outfits we made?" Lynn said as she stepped forward and slowly did a pirouette for him to see. Misty followed suit.Lynn had on a camisole top held up by two narrow spaghetti straps, which seemed to float over her breasts. The bright red material. First, for her alcohol was an aphrodisiac and second, she subscribed to the philosophy that if you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you are with. Both of these would come into play many times over the years in our relationship.Ann decided that she could not live without my cock and no other woman I had been with could equal her innocent sluttiness and her passion for fucking. We got married. Way too young, way too dumb.One day at the college student union, I saw Ann sitting with a. This Lady was Rupali living with her husband and a 4 yrs Girl 3 months baby on 1st Floor & 2nd floor was not given on rent by Landlord. “Sab kuch theek se re-arragne ho gaya” she asked “Haan Bhabhiji”. This Bhabhiji word I don’t know how came out of my mouth but later we ended up in Bhabhi Devar kind of scene. Rupali was from Rajasthan. A Lady with Milky white skin, Face without any marks, Long Strong Black Hair, Dark Eyes who can speak their own language. On top of this she was having figure. When it did, Erin still refused to step forward, instead her best effort was to pick a fight with my sister to try and get her out of harm's way.Suddenly, I noticed there were too many cars around our house: dad's official vehicle, a couple of deputy cars, and an SUV with government plates."Want to join us inside?" Special Agent Diana LaDon said from behind me. The voice suited Agent LaDon: feminine, deep, edgy. If Morgan were a little nicer, she could grow up to be Diana LaDon."I'm not going.