‘You will not tell me what to do or where to go brother, and I’m not a lady anymore, I left that years ago… And stop avoiding my question!’ Mo...gan whispered sharply. She silently thanked God her brother didn’t know half of the things she had done in her life. ‘Look, we are being watched I must go, meet me later tonight, at the Three Swallows, okay? Please don’t do anything stupid.’ Devlin begged her. ‘Yes of course I’ll be there.’ Morgan replied, she straightened and lifted her head haughtily.. But she showed a lot of attitude which again made me upset and I cut ties with her again everywhere including in social media (even now). This happened a month back in a function, in Mysore. I had been for friend’s wedding alone and had booked a single bedroom lodge closer to wedding hall. Normally people attending wedding there book this lodge due to its proximity. It is a 3 storied lodge and all single rooms on the 3rd floor. In the function we came face to face but did not react. No hi, no. As I looked more closely, she was flawless. Light brown hair with blond highlights, skin lightly tanned with a dusting of freckles over her nose, not teenage acne, a slim neck, tiny waist and muscular long legs. Her tits were maybe B-cup but fit perfectly on her frame. She stood maybe 5’ 4” and would be a bit shorter than Cheryl when she’d finished growing. She was no more than 110 pounds. From the front I couldn’t see her butt but I remembered that gorgeous ass in a bikini from last year. I continued to play with her left breast, I was amazed with how soft yet firm it was. I wanted to suck it, but knew I would be pushing my luck so just enjoyed the option I had. She was not really touching me at this point, just continued to over lap our legs and not make too much motion. I continued to gently stroke and massage her breasts as that's what I saw in the magazines, thinks we're not as graffic back then with spread shots. You needed hard to get mags that most Dads didn't gave.