I licked Sreya’s sexy navel and bare belly.I was rubbing Sreya’s bare legs, knees, thighs with my hand continuously with my hands. Everybody was s...eeping , but we were busy in our job.Now I opened the lace of Sreya’s bra. Sreya was not resisting me. She was enjoying the whole thing. I removed Sreya’s bra and thrown it aside. My teenager granddaughter is now only wearing a red panty and she is completly topless in front me, 90 years old Madanlal Mukherjee, grandfather of Sreya. Sreya is still. One could say it became more colourful than the standard expectations of your average college girl?But vacations come to an end and everyone returns to the mundane activities of regular homelife; except Rachel would be entering a residential college. She was on her way to becoming an adult.When phoning Linda and her husband was home, our conversation was between a brother and sister; otherwise they had the spice and passion of an illicit affair.Rachel had settled into her new college but after. .. spirit was. Like she had been burned terribly or was recovering from an auto accident. There was the feeling she was slowly recovering, but yet I knew she would never completely recover from this terrible wounding of her soul. There simply would always be a scar.The following morning wasn't that restful either. I spent a good three hours being interrogated separately by the Inquisitor and two other cabal members, one of them being Patrick, the guy Gordie had mentioned. And I only have one. She watched Morgan get in the car. The car moved off down the street. The next house in line was the Harrison’s, and as she watched her husband drive past there Jennifer thought that Colleen Harrison must be lucky. At least she would be lucky for a while, because Colleen and her husband Bob were newlyweds who had just moved into the suburbs. They must screw plenty, thought Jennifer, with envy. What a difference a few years and a promotion could make to one’s sex life, she thought wistfully..