" The defensive statement reminded Maggie of herself. Sherecalled how she had only said such things when things were at theirworst."Okay." She shrugge... her shoulders. "Don't tell me. Just sit in yourroom, depressed. I'll come by to water you every once in a while." You won't believe me," Elaine stated, moving to rapidly shut the door."Believe what?" Maggie shoved her foot in the door, getting a slight painas Elaine tried to slam it. "Hey, I got something YOU won't believe!" Shelooked over her. When we had been to Goa my mom wore a bikini which made tens of men difficult to take their eyes off her. Still my mom never had any affairs or physical relations with any man excluding my father till this incident.One day my father called a farmhand to clean our backyard. Since my dad to go to bangalore that day ,he asked my mom to look after the farmhand and he left. My dad owned a printing press which was right next our house. Dad had taken the workers with him to b’lore and appointed a. After bathing I applied red nail polish to my nails of leg and hands, I wore pink colored sponge filled bra and pink panty, then I put sleeveless glittering blouse stitched for me which is low neck and just covering my boobs and with hanging beads to the naval area and mini skirt with skinny material which just only covers my thighs & also I got a high heels. Then I put some trendy necklace, bangles, kammal, kollusu and some rings on my fingers. Then I started applying makeup firstly I fit a. As my hands reach yours: I stop. I hold your arms up, twisting your top off around your wrists. Your boobs look even more amazing in their bra, as they are squeezed together when your arms rise. I'm distracted by them for only a moment before continuing to tie your wrist to the steel shelving, with your own top.Once bound:I very slowly work my way down you, kissing you gently. When I get you your boobs, I extend my tongue and lick between them. I continue down until I'm on my knees eyes level.