Her gynaecologist had told her she would need time to physically heal and that the tightness and discomfort might withold sexual sensation for some ti...e but that she would feel excitement again. Her sexual excitement had grown in her twenties and she had passed from virginity to eagerness and willingness to allow him to touch and enter her. He had been gentle,considerate,responsive to her wish for power and then easing off to prolong her pleasure. He had been gentle in asking her to take him in. That’s how my sister phrased it, our little session.Anyway, I continued to slink through the halls of my high school, glancing at every clock I passed, willing time to speed up and rescue me, at least until I had to do it all over again on Monday. As it was, I kept mostly to myself, eating lunch in the farthest corner of the cafeteria, bolting from class to class and fleeing the premises as soon as the dismissal bell rang.The week went by quickly enough. But on Thursday I noticed something---I. As bhabhi revealed her body I saw a thin stringed black bikini which was trying to hold her busty breast and cover the soft nipple. It was just 2 thin small clothes barely covering her nipples. Her breast were big and were trying to tear the stringed bra apart.Then there was her toned body and a “V” shaped panty which was making the curves more visible. I remember that round shape of her chikani kamar . Her panty was also of black thin string and little clothe near her cunt to cover it. If I. But men and women - and even young boys - stare at me.“They stare at you, because you’re so beautiful and your hair comes all the way to your butt, even when you have it in a ponytail.”“You know what Lizbeth told me tonight when she and Chuck took me up to spend the night with Sheila and Shelly?”“No, but I’m sure your sister must have given you some really good advice, the way you’re smiling at me.”“Now that I have met you, I think her advice has to the best advice she’s ever given me.”“Her.