His answer was always the same..... "Not my little princess". When I would pout and be upset by this he would smile, take me in his arms, place me on ...is lap and softly explain that I was special and I wasn't ready to deal with the young idiots that were growing up today. He would brush my long blonde hair and tell me how special I was and that one day soon I would be ready to meet the right person. Someone that would see me for the lovely princess I had become and nurture, love, protect and. I noticed her pallu slipped off her shoulder and rested on her arm exposing her chest exposed. I just couldn’t help myself from staring at her boobs. I could see the big cleavage in between the two boobs. The blouse was hardly seemed to be holding those boobs. Both were pointed forward. She noticed that I was enjoying those beautiful tits but neither she lifted her pallu nor showed any sign of discomfort as if she was waiting for me to take first initiative. She came near my face and said “Ravi. She became very open and also talked naughty things to me.My dad on one day told us that he is going to village for 8 days for farm work.Me and my brother rejoiced to hear that and decided to take this opportunity. On one evening mom came from a friend’s place and she was in beautiful blue transparent saree.We got aroused and we made a plan.My brother told my mom that he going to his friend’s place for a night party.Although he would be returning back acc to plan as I will make the door open.He. She’d put our things away and I was to organise the shed; get out the dingy and fishing gear. And yes, she’d call me if she needed a hand. Just as I was about to follow orders she stopped me. “I need a kiss,” she said with glinting dancing eyes. Our embrace was tender and loving, our kisses passionate. Kat broke away. “C’mon, we’ve got work to do. But before you go let me ask you something?” I looked at her questioningly. “Do you think its okay for us to get around in the nude?” she asked. “I.