Kabhi mere kamar par hath rakh deti to kabhi mera hath apni kamar par. Unke mulayam waist se hath hatane ka dil bhi nahi karta tha. Par Ankita ko dekh...ke hatana padta tha. In sab mein ek baat strange yeh thi ki ye sab dekhne ke bawajud bhaiya ko jaise kuch farak hi nahi pad raha tha.Jaise ki woh yehi chahte hoon. Par Ankita ko shak hone laga tha aur woh mujhe gusse se dekhti thi. Ankita-“ Rahul tum ye sab thik nahi kar rahe. Bhabhi se thoda dur raho.”Me- “Kya thik nahi kar raha, bhabhi hai woh. Miranda had another question. "Cal... how do you know all of thisstuff?" she asked innocently, silently intrigued by the prospect ofhaving sex with another woman."Well, I'm learning about sociology in school and am taking it in thespring semester. I'm trained to look for certain aspects of culture insocieties and sub-societies. What a better place to apply thisknowledge than here at our own little community of Spearfish HighSchool, the high school sired from the black abyss of Hell!" he. For a little investment in personnel - long on muscle and thankfully short on brains - I had sent the object of my desire to her fate, and secured one more way to finance the whole operation. I pulled the keys to my DB12 from my coat pocket and headed out to The Foundation.Calling my "workspace" The Foundation started half-heartedly enough ... a faint nod to an entity in one of my favorite literary series,Asimov's "Foundation Trilogy." But as the work became more and more imminent, The. I couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive as I made my excuses to leave, arriving at V’s house I was greeted by V wearing a very sexy nightie “well that is some greeting” V smiled and lead me by the hand upstairs and into her bedroom, sitting me on the bed she stood back and started to un do the little lace bow and let the nightie drop around her ankles, V then walked up to me as I put my hands on her hips, slowly pulling the bow on her panties, as they dropped I was greeted by the smoothest.