And she did, began my lust for the woman I called, Miss Fancy.She would send me pictures of her lips every so often. One day on campus, I felt a vibra...ion in my pants pocket.“Snapchat: From miss_fancy.”I opened the message. It was a close up of her red glossed lips with some of her cleavage showing as well. My penis instantly twitched in arousal.“Damn,” I said to myself. I felt bold. I typed back on my iPhone: “Sexy. You know your my girl, right? Can you send me a cleavage pic?”Not long after. By early 1944, the Allies had won the Battle of the Atlantic, and there was no longer a need for unsinkable aircraft carriers. The Habakkuks never sailed. But what if they had?At a stately six knots, the H.M.S. Indefeasible plowed through the rolling swells of the Arctic Sea off the coast of Norway. She was an experimental ship, one of the first of the new Habakkuk-class aircraft carriers carved out of chunks of the Greenland icecap. She was an iceberg shaped into the semblance of a ship's hull. “No way, you will get sick if you get wet any further” she said in a dominant tone and shut the door behind him.Avinash followed her inside, and she fetched a couple of towels for him, “Go and take a shower first and dry yourself well”. Avinash went towards the bathroom to clean himself up, and Mrs. Nair headed to the kitchen to prepare some hot tea. Avinash in the meantime took a shower and dried himself well. He was drenched in the rain and so his underwear too was wet. He had nothing else to. Has she tried an online service to meet people? She says she has and that its a bit like a meat market. Most of the guys just wanted a quick fuck and a home-cooked meal. Not necessarily in that order, according to Mom. Well, maybe I can think of some guy at work. You know, Doug, there is a guy where you work that might just be the right one. Now, you dont mean Fred Winters, hes too old. No, you. Shit, Janet, are you kidding? Your Mom, my Mother-in-law? Come on, Ive heard that lots of guys have.