I stayed with my parents while Meera was living with her husband(Rajeev) and daughter in Delhi. Also, we shared the same building. We kept in touch in...for quite a long time till we moved cities; I joined university and her husband got transferred.Meera used to stay on the ground floor of the building. I was already living there when she shifted with her family. My dad and Rajeev were working for the same company so our families became friends in no time. Meera`s daughter Shaniya was so cute and. Only then did I have the awareness to know what was happening. I ignored that little voice. She was beautiful. I was lonely… and it had been so long. God forgive me for what I did then, because I will never be able to forgive myself. Danny pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. This was not earth-shattering sex. She rode me quickly, while I lay back, still weary and a little confused. There was no brilliant mutual orgasm. I did not look into her eyes and declare my love for her as she. She is 5’ 3” and works out 3 times a week to keep her figure tight. Often I have had naughty thoughts about her over the years. I have even jerked off while watching her sun bathe by the pool.One of Mom’s friends drops in several times a week to chat and drink with her. She is okay, but not as hot as Mom is. Belle, Moms friend is maybe 5’ 6” and has a little bit of a belly and some stretch marks that cover her butt and belly. She has quite a nice face, though.There came a day when I was spying. Belvoir. I had good friends in Janet and Joel and they in turn introduced me to several other kids that they hung around. I was soon inserted with their clique in school, though I was still stubbornly independent of thought and peer pressure rarely affected me.When soccer season ended that July, daddy got a letter from Aunt Sabrine inviting him and me to vacation with them in England for two weeks before school started up again as a late birthday present. Daddy couldn't get any more leave that.