She seemed so mature. I could hardly believe she wasn’t exactly my age. I didn’t have a shot with Bambi as far as I was concerned but the fact tha... she was younger than me made me less inclined to try.I am sure when someone is ancient like 40 years old, it doesn’t matter if they meet a 38-year-old or a 42-year-old but two years could make a world of difference on the maturity scale when you’re my age.I was still enamored with Bambi though, and I watched as she skipped behind her grandfather. "Eric, what am I looking at?!" What do you see?" This looks so bizarre, like a double negative! I see an orange you, like you're lit up in an orange light. And I also see a bluish stove right through you!" She moved her head from side to side. "I'm maintaining binocular perspective! I really am seeing a blue stove right through a reddish you! Eric! What am I looking at?"I nodded and shut down my experiment. "Remember Thursday night, when I mentioned I hit a pothole?"Melanie's eyes lit up. "My. . ahh.." she kept responding. I came down, kissed her boobs over her blouse, came down again and slowly moved her saree. There it was, her beautiful navel.. It was small,deep, round and a bit dark inside. I smelled it. It smelled of her sweat. I couldnt control myself. I kissed it hard and put my tonue inside it and started licking. "Ahhhh...ahhh.." she mourned loudly. I did it for 5 minutes. I came up, looked in her eyes started and sucking her lips harder. Then i quickly removed her saree.. After the movie finished I noticed she still had not come out of the bathroom. Once again I went to the door to check on her. “Do you need some medicine?” I asked, trying to be a good big brother. “I don't think I can get off of here without making a mess!” “Well just unlock the door that goes into your room and I will bring you some.” I said, our bathroom had two doors, one leading to the hallway and the other into her bedroom. The one to the bedroom was in reach from the toilet seat..