"Either will do, Mr. Ambassador," I replied."Please, call me Aamin. You are already a friend of the family," he told me.I was confused, but answered t...en by all means, he could use my name, Carl."I can see you are confused. Does it help if I tell you that you were instrumental in helping to save my cousin, Rashid Malik's life? He was with two other religious people in a park, I believe," Aamin explained."Rashid is your cousin? What a coincidence!" I exclaimed."Yes, Rashid is a close relative.. "My latest daughter...is resisting, she should have given you the gift. Made you, like us." She was close now, close enough he could reach out and grasp her huge, heaving tits. He almost did. Her presence was intoxicating, his fear was melting away even as the rational part of his brain screamed at him to run."I'm here, to correct her failure..." she leaned in and kissed him deeply. He felt the last remnant of his resistance crumble. When she finally broke the kiss, Michael sank to his knees.. She was wearing this bathing suit that we both saw at a store when she came down for her sisters college graduation. not only was she wearing it, she was barely wearing it. Sitting on a chair that I bought for her and she was winking. The caption at the bottom only said "winking at you". I thought to myself that there was no way this was towards me. so I kept checking back onto the pic as people tried guessing who she was winking at. There was one comment that she made that let me know for sure. Praying to have one chance with her, and one fine day, finally, that golden day of my life arrived. My brother and parents were out to Delhi for attending a marriage and it was just me and ruchi at home. Even we have to attend a party at local area., so we got ready and moved out. Ruchi was wearing a half saree and was all set to burn every man’s desire to the maximum extent. We both were going on my bike, and it was a totally uncontrollable situation for me as Ruchi bhabhi was almost falling.