Her relatives went for a funeral and she was left alone. I offered her my food and we both shared it. She insisted to play some movies.I played a new ...indi film and it was around 11. We both felt hungry as the food I bought was not enough for 2. I had no snacks either. Just then I remembered her Jamun and said we can have those. I took the bowl and offered her. She took and had one. When she was taking the next Jamun, the syrup fell all over her salwar.She went to the bathroom to clean it. I. Vineetha was married for 6 years yet they didn’t have any children. Before this incident I didn’t even had a little thought her to my bed. As Vineetha’s husband was the only heir to his family I had total freedom in their house both Vineetha’s MIL and FIL treated me as their younger son and no one had any questions in that even Vineetha’s husband didn’t questioned it. Sometime i even slept in the lap of Vineetha whom I call as “Vinu”. Let me tell you about her structure.She is hardly 5.2″ and. Bobby said that he would call a real estate broker the next morning and get that project on the way.Bobbie and Janet looked at each other and smiled broadly. “Daddy, can I have a horse? I have always wanted one but have never even ridden one. That would be so cool!” Bobbie pleaded.“Sweetheart, you may certainly have a horse if you want one. We should probably have one for each of us, even,” Bobby answered, “I mean to make your lives as fun and comfortable as I possibly can. Having you two. ’ She still held his hand, and gave it a soft squeeze as she spoke. The squeeze added to the confusion Tom was feeling. Was he imagining things or was her voice softer and sexier than it had been before? And she had squeezed his hand. Why? Alison moved closer, looking up at him, smiling. Her eyes were wide, her lips were slightly parted, and she seemed to be breathing hard. Her hand again squeezed his softly. Tom took another deep breath. What the hell? What harm was there in a friendly good.