They’d go home soon and celebrate tomorrow. While watching them, Lucy realized she’d probably be one of the only people in town who would be alone...tomorrow.She could have gone home if she’d wanted to. That was a big “if” though. Home was only two hours from campus, close enough to drive, but she didn’t want to be with family this year. They barely celebrated anymore, not since her dad died. That was years ago, but her mom still let the holidays come and go without acknowledging them. Lucy. Please pick me from Airport…..ok”Babu said“I don’e beleave that you got the permission…I am very happy to see you here….I will pick you from Airport….don’t afraid”Babu then in the morning went to receive me….he never checked the time of my plane arrival…..he had to wait almost 4 hours….long waiting……when he saw me…..he hugged me and gave a light kiss…as a welcoming happy…we then come to his house……and settled down.It was a cold night when Babu and me made arrangements for the food…and pick up. Obviously it didn’t take long for it to respond to its full girth. I laid on my back, so that you could have easier access to your new toy. You sat up, not skipping a beat as your hand continued its steady up and down rhythm. Through the moonlit window I could see a faint outline of your unclothed frame. Your breasts, as small as what I imagined, were round and firm. I could clearly make out your nipples, jutting forward like two small eraser tips, the perfect size and shape, at least to my. My sister 13 and my little brother 8 are both at school. My mom was a strong person as she takes control of the whole house and give command to all the workers at our home. She always does what she wants and makes my father does what she wants too. At that time, I used to feel that I can never say no to her and all what I could do is to try to draw her affections begging her to let me go out or do something she doesn’t like. So I kept most of the time at home with no real friends but at.