The men greeted each other. Phillip Zim began."I have a long progress report." Zim said as he opened his laptop. He read over his notes. James Thompso... was quiet and composed."Let's start with the younger sister, Christine, or Chrissy, as they call her. Have you ever met her?" No, I haven't," Thompson replied."Delightful young woman. She's more beautiful than her sister. Our probes of her mind found her to be the ideal prospect. She has submissive characteristics we're melding into your. Meanwhile Aunt planned to go to Shirdi. and we also thought now only god will help us.To catch the bus to shirdi we reached Dadar but very late. It was raining that day. still we got seats…. Sona and Aunt sat side by side and I sat behind. cursing my luck. wanted to sit beside her…. sitting behind also we were texting each other. sona was telling me she wanted to sit beside me…. but I can’t tell this openly…. but after some time the luck smiled on us… the rain water was sipping to the window. A stream landed on her lower leg just above the ankle. Another ended up on the carpet between us. The remainder just flowed all over my fist and dribbled a ways down my arm. She watched my ejaculation with eyes full of wonder. After a short time I started recovering. It was then that she went into a full body spasm announcing her own orgasm. She let out a series of low moans as she first doubled over and then straightened out. It took more than a minute for her to come down from her orgasmic. I picked up one dated December 20 th 1942 and began to read it. Dear Dot, By the time you get this, Christmas will be long gone, but I hope the spirit of the season will not be. I am consumed with guilt! I went into the local village. A place called XXXXXXXX. near our training base. Got a little soused at the Pub, flirted with a local girl, who was also a little tipsy. Before I knew it we were at her flat and she and I , well, we ended up in bed. I don’t remember what, if anything I did. I was.