We decided to participate in dance competition. We made 3 couples group. We started to practice from very next day.. Tat was the day when I touched my...girlfriend first time and was crazy like anything.. I felt lovely.. Slowly we started to match our steps.. I use to look in her eyes while dancing.. She was also feeling it.. Her heavy breathing.. At last the dance was set.. Now it was time for costume selection. I suggested skirts for girls and they got ready..The day came when we had our annual. Sarah turned round quickly to face her son, she was getting angry, what the hell was he doing? She thought.Mike looked at his mother, her body pressed back against the door, she had nowhere to go, his strong muscular arms making sure she couldn't duck out from under him.Sarah's heart was beating very fast now, small sweat-beads had formed on her brow."Mike let me go this instant!" she said angrily."You don't mean it mom... you've got something I need. " Mike said casually, his head was swimming. I sat down with her and asked “What’s wrong?”“Oh, nothing majors. Busters and I don’t always agree on some things. It’ll be ok” then she started to sniffle again.I moved over and put my arms around her to console her. She snuggled closer and said “you are a nice man.”We stayed that way for a while, talking about her life. Then I noticed that the top of a robe had opened a bit. I looked without being so obvious and thought, “what a nice tit.”I asked her something else about Buster, and then. Rahul played with his daughter and fed her breakfast as Payal did the household work. Once she had finished sweeping and mopping, Rahul asked her to look after Ramya as he went to take a bath.Payal was a very gentle and soft-spoken woman. She was wheatish in color and was dressed like a typical Gujarati woman in a saree, exposing her entire midriff and navel.Rahul began to work on his computer to work from home. Payal fed Ramya at about 12. After some running around, the kid fell asleep at 1..