That explained her round breasts I thought to myself. In the present while we were talking today I noticed that Sulekha had hung her undergarments to...dry as well. It was a dark maroon colored panty and our eyes meet while I was still staring at her panty. I was afraid she could read my thoughts. Although she was giving me enough clues I had to be extra careful, she lived with her in laws and her husband and she also had a kid. The day went without any further incidence, in the night I was. Starting to tire, but not wanting to stop, Buck glanced back to see how Tex was holding up under the strain of the carcass.Tex stood five feet ten, and preferred his blonde hair a little longer than Buck's. At the moment it partially covered his green eyes. A tight fitting camouflage undershirt stretched tight across his upper chest and biceps. His powerful muscles were bulging underneath the weight of the carcass. Buck thought there was only one man in the Sanctuary that could match Tex's. Mrs. Parsons came home around five o'clock, and it was pretty obvious that she had been drinking a lot. I wondered if she had been feeling bad and needed to drink to help it go away, but when she started talking to us, she seemed in a real good mood, not sad or depressed at all. She told us that she had needed to help Mrs. Connor into her house when she drove her home. For some reason she really thought that was funny. I'd never seen Mrs. Parsons acting like that, laughing and kidding around. I knocked gently on the door but my sister didn't answer. I opened the door and looked in. It was hard to see but I thought my sister was asleep.I walked in a few steps and I heard my sister's voice."Tom, is that you?"I told her I was just checking up on her. She told me to come closer. When I did she patted the side of the bed. I sat down and my sister sat up."I really did mean what I said, I missed you terribly."Just like that Abby had her arms around my neck. It took me by surprise, to be.