The phone didn’t ring. She walked back to the kitchen, returning the silent nods from the people she passed. Sitting back down at the table, she gra...bed her watch, holding it with both hands to steady the trembling. She thought to herself, ‘Twenty-six hours since the last time she saw him.’ Twenty-six hours since she slept, since she smiled or laughed, since she did anything but wait, or maybe cry. All she could do was wait or cry, all they let her do was wait or cry. She let herself ignore the. Also her palloo was crossed in such a way that I could clearly get a view of her boobs. She had worn a transparent blouse, and her bra was clearly visible. When I saw her sexy thighs I got so excited that I went into the bathroom and masturbated. After that I was always in a chance to get glimpse of her thundering thighs.One night my parents, myself and my bhabhi, we all decided to sleep on the terrace, as it was feeling very hot in the room. At about 1 am when everybody was in deep sleep, I. Charles looked to his left and saw a little girl on her stomach lying on the stone floor. “I wasn’t sure what to do so I brought you back here.” Charles sat up and put his hand to his head that was in a splitting head ache. As he put his hand to his head he felt a warm liquid on his hands, he looked at is and saw that it was blood.“What happened to me?” Charles asked looking at his bloody hand.“You got shot.” The girl said rolling over onto her back. “Like I said, this is all new to me so I. Guilty because you watched me fuck that guy at the wedding last night; guilty because you watched me masturbate while you hid in the bougainvillea. But probably mostly guilty because you are fucking our mother!" she smirked up at me.She closed her legs and sipped her wine.I was speechless; I just stared at her; my mouth agape."I know you fucked her in the back of my car on the way home; you think I'm stupid! And then you went to her room and rutted all night; I came to the bedroom door and.