“You know,” I remarked to Jill, “you have an outstanding body.” Jill seemed to like my compliment. “Do you have a swim suit?” I asked. “...f course,” Jill replied, darting back into her house. I sat down in the same patio chair and few minutes later, Jill sauntered out on to the patio, wearing the skimpiest of swim suits one could imagine. The top was about three sizes to small and barely covered her 36-D cup boobs. The bottom portion was more like a thong and provided a perfect camel-toe view of. In fact, she placed her bare feet on the coffee table and smiled, “now, where were we?” Not knowing exactly when she had fallen to sleep, I recounted the earlier events that led up to the frenzied knocking on the door, followed by, “MOM, are you all right?” The night had been carefully planned by Lydia. She had maneuvered invitations for her children to spend the night with friends in order for us to have the sewing room alone. Surrendering to her untamed desires, Lydia had schemed to surprise. The private eye I had hired told me this was the address she came to, and she had said she'd be home late tonight. I wasn't heartbroken about it. She really forced me to give up on the numerous things I loved, but refused to give up on the things she liked. I wanted to buy a new Benz? Too expensive, she'd tell me. I kept the old one until she insisted it broke down too often, which was once. Buy a new Benz? No. Buy a used Benz? No. Buy a used Honda Accord? Yes. That, in and of itself was too. Nayantara ko bistar par tadapta dekh Raja ko bahut khushi ho rahi thi, aur Raja jab tak Nayantara ko chodhta raha jab tak ki woh jhad na gaya, magar is beech bechari Nayantara ki choot ne jane kitni baar pani chod diya tha aur bechari ki choot ka haal bhi bahutBura tha, usne itni peeda sahi thi ki bechari Nayantara ab dhang se chal bhi nahi paa rahi thi. Wahan Raja bahut khush tha ki uska lund ab kisi bhi choot ko tadpa sakta hai. Agle din subeh subeh hi Yonpur ke Maharaj apne rajyapandit ko.