Fir maa apne room me gai aur dressup hue gir humne khana khaya fir maa ne kaha ke chalo beta market jana hai.Maine kaha maa aap he chali jao mujhe kuc... kam hai to maa ne kaha chali plz jaldi wapas aa jayanga maa ne short kurti aur leginesss me market k leya nekal gai jab maa bike par bathi. To maa ke laginsss gand k pass se fat gai maa ko pata chal gaya tha ke fat gai hai unki laginsss but maa ne change nai keya jab maa market me saman lena k leya jhuki to legins aur zada fat gaya aab to kurti. ” And with that he pulled me closer to him and began to run his hands down my back to my skirt. He spent a few minutes massaging my bottom from the outside of my skirt until I removed his hands, lifted my skirt with one hand and pulled one of his hands back to my bare bottom with my other hand. He quickly put his other hand on my other cheek and caressed and kneaded both of my cheeks with his strong and firm, yet gentle fingers while we continued to kiss. When he slid a finger into the space. When we got homehe gradually tapered off to once a day, every day. Then he began skippinga day now and then. After three months we were down to 3-4 times a week andit was frustrating. I wanted it every day.One afternoon, when the losers were in court, Kate come out and perched onthe edge of my desk. "Okay, Linda, what's wrong? You've been mopingaround the office for a week now. Want to talk?"After some initial hesitation I told her the whole story. She laughed andsaid, "That's it? Your. I wandered down to the village, eventually settling on the village shop as my best potential source of information. As I went in, a couple of the locals gave me a hostile stare and left.“Can I help you?” asked a woman behind the counter. It was that sort of shop.“Where’s the nearest police station?” I asked.“Is there a problem?”“No, I’m looking into something and I need their advice.”“The only police we have is a PCSO who drives through once or twice a week. He’s based at the police station in.