But that was no problem for me. I have a beautiful bosom, which I would have to hide in no way, especially not in this dress. My thoughts went away mo...e and more from the talks held at the table. For example, I thought that I should lean forward, then that they would, at a glance at that moment, my can see breasts. I felt like a naughty brat, Who cannot behave. But my husband noticed fortunately nothing of my mental absence. Increasingly distant my thoughts, and I had to catch myself when I. "Yes what?" was the next question, which he was only to happy to answer for her,?"it's yes sir", he said with a grin,?"and this is to be followed by thank you sir, do you understand that?" Karen hesitated, just for a second, having got the urge to tell this man exactly where to go, but his eyes on her, his manner, and his smile as he sat there looking for a response, left her with only one reply,? yes sir, thank you sir" she replied meekly. "That’s better" he said cheerily,?"now sit and finish. "You miss me, don't you? Tell me you missed me." I missed you." What was that?" I missed you." I can't hear you." I missed you." Louder, you bastard. Say it like you mean it."I took in one big breath before telling her how I felt and actually meaning it just to make her happy. Still a pain in the ass after all this time."I missed you!" I yelled. "I fucking missed you!" Bullshit!" She yelled in response. "I missed you!" Tell me I'm the best thing in your life." You're the best thing in my life!". So let me begin with my story, This story is about my cousin Shikha (name changed) and me, when we were living in joint family at one big house. This is my second story. My cousin is slim with a figure of 34 30 36, very fair and with a good height of 5.3 around. My email id is – do let me know your comments, My story is in Hindi so please bear with me. so lets begin,Hum dono ka same hi school tha, voh umar main mujhe 3 yrs badi thi par hum dono ki bahut jamti thi aur bachpan mai koi galat.