It sounded like a great plan, except for one thing-- what about love?Where did love fit into it? Where did finding your soulmate and growing old toget...er come into it? Mother had nobody but me now, and now I was gone from her house, at least, if hardly her control. Was that how I saw myself, 20 years or so from today-- sending my girl off to college and coming home to a big, admittedly very big and nice, but empty home?Suddenly college was making me very sad, and scared.The social life in a. Not a bad body for a thirty year old, not bad at all, she thought, then dismissed the thought quickly. With a sigh, she closed the towel and shook her wet hair back. She dressed in white cotton panties, khaki shorts for a warm day, thick sports bra to keep her breasts under wraps and a thin white cotton tee shirt to keep cool in the mid-day drive. She brushed her hair, her teeth, anointed with lotions, and made a simple application of make up. There, good enough for a stranger who just wants. HuhI gathered up my courage and spoke “well, if you don’t mind now durga, I really want to see your melons, i’m getting turned on pretty much here” to which she smiled and said “i think its time you get your fetish, what do you say bindu ?” . Then bindu replied ” who’s to to stop him now.” then durga stood up and removed her pallu and started unhooking her blouse. Within seconds she was top-nude and those melons, I just don’t find words to describe those white, milky, firm and lusty boobs that. I'm not sure." Well, you've met her. You can track her," Michael said.I nodded. What bothered me most was the attraction I had felt for her. Even now, after fully binding Sally to me and feeling less need for the touch of my other girls, I could still feel Fiona's body against mine.That triggered another memory.I was laying in a bed with a woman pressed to me. The air was hot and muggy. We were both sweaty not only from the conditions of the room but what we had just done.She sat up on her.