Next night I did the same thing and to my surprise, I found that she wasn’t wearing any bra!! I was on cloud 9. I gently felt her nipple. Now I knew...that she is enjoying my touch too. But I wanted to take it slowly.This routine continued for a few days. She stopped wearing a bra to bed!! One day my mom had to attend some puja at one of our relative’s place. I refused to go as I get bored in such meets.Even Kirti said she doesn’t want to go as she doesn’t know the people there. So my mom left. .The reality is that Beaver falls is plagued with strange sightings, events and occasional (though ruthlessly covered up) "disappearances". The lake possesses an almost perpetual dark blue that remains impenetrable no matter how bright the light you shine through it save for a full moon at it's highest peek which is said to reveal even the deepest darkest recess of that place, though none who have laid eye's upon the never freezing lake's secrets will tell of what they saw and admit the hour. Having been recently divorced and still smarting from that fiasco, I wasn't any closer to having a boyfriend yet. I wanted to live on my own for awhile anyway. No more bickering about money, sex, housecleaning, work hours, or even the damn cap on toothpaste tubes. I was relieved that all that bullshit was behind me now. "It's good for your soul to live alone for awhile," is what my mom would always say. She's right, especially since my pet companions are doing a nice job keeping me. I knew I had upset a few of the local business people by not inviting them to my private party while we waited for the votes, but they were welcome to party with the population. We intended to do so once the result was in.I planned to shake as many hands as I could. I wanted the people to know that I was pleased with them coming out to vote. It was their right to select their council. I’d tried to ensure they had the best to select from.Some may consider I had interfered with of the voter’s.