Janet was a naturally suspicious sixteen year old girl with all the makings of a real potential ball-buster when she grew up and finally had high-valu...d boobs like her older sister Patricia. Her older sister was prone to bragging about how much the boys loved to touch them, kiss them and even lick her oversexed nipples.She didn’t particularly want boys or even girls to do anything to her nipples but she was willing to offer them up for any boy to play with if it meant getting a date to a movie. Several other tribes of satyrs had heard of the offer and were anxious to get in on the deal, so it was a formidable army of club-wielding half men/half goats that descended upon the attackers besieging the town. The agreement only called for driving off the attackers, not killing them, so there were few fatalities during the fight, but the satyrs did win the day.The satyrs had such a reputation as lovers that the rescued women were not at all reluctant to live up to their side of the bargain.. And mother? Did she love me? Did she care for me... ?Yes, I finished telling myself, she loves me and cares about me, as a mother do, and I also love her, but, the big difference is, I'm also in love with her, I want her, and now she is free. Now the obstacle who stood between the two, my father, is no more, unfortunately because I loved him deeply; but now if I get my mother to love me as my life partner, I will not be cuckolding him.After looking deeply inside my soul and thinking hard, I. Ekdam bekaar evening (totally useless evening)” Neelima, as did all the family, moved between perfect English and chaste Hindi effortlessly. Neelu moved towards the sofa as her father brought two glasses of scotch with ice floating gave one to his daughter. Neelima took one long sip from the glass with open glee “It was hot and humid, I am soaked in sweat, look?”She lifted her arms to show the soaked cotton blouse with her sweat.Taran put his arm around his daughter’s shoulders and kissed her.