They gave short shrift to the forensic team and scooped up the remains of the car with occupants still inside and moved them down to the impound yard ...owntown for analysis.We were just recovering from that debacle when I stood at my window and watched my wife blasted to kingdom come by a blast that threw the entire vehicle about twenty feet into the air. We all made the funeral and sent Joe off to the sound of the bagpipes and buried him out in Queens next to all our relatives that had. “Mmmm, Bhabhi, where did you get such a hot outfit!” mumbled Tarun as he and Savita kissed passionately in the living room.“I was out shopping a few weeks back. The salesperson there was very helpful and helped me choose this one”In the meanwhile Tarun had already undressed her and led her to the sofa.”I’ve been waiting to suck on these milky buns all day…” Tarun suckled on bhabhi’s breasts like a child.“A-Ahhh…You really love my breasts; don’t you Tarun?” replied Savita as Tarun licked and bit. Cautiously lifting a knee, even more vigilant with the other as she tiptoes, nervously lifts her ankle upwards, she finds herself slowly rotating in mid air, the pair of ropes going from lax to taut stretching down from the ceiling fan, creaking as they burrow deeper into the bases of her contorting breasts. The pain somehow even much harsher then expected, her head tilting back as her chest arches toward the ceiling, the black mask concealing the tears almost instantaneously forming from her. " came the reply, and following the sound of her voice, he walked through the living room and down the short hallway."Am I disturbing you?" he said as he entered the sitting room. She was seated at a desk, her back to him, and he quickly sized up the room. At one side was the desk and on the opposite side was a sofa and chair set with a table lamp set between. He thought the sofa was the convertible type that made into a bed, but the room was fairly dark with the drapes closed, the only light.