J- thanni adikalana na illama irukamudiyathu avarala nit la (he doesnt leave me if he is not drunk alcohol ,blushed and went into her house).I am feel...ng sleepy and went to my flat and slept.Next day in the evening, I went to her store and we chit chat and watching her cleavage whenever her pallu misplaced or falls.She doesn’t care about it and I always in half erect when with her. Days passed and we are close to each other.Oneday while returning from my office I went to store,there I saw a. Afterthat she felt the same thing on her ankles. Then she felt her legs being spreadand lifted at least half a meter above the floor. She was left like that forabout half a minute although it seemed like a century to her. Then she heardthe closet opening and then closing again. She felt a feather touching herbreasts. The sensation was electrifying! She didn?t know who was doing that butit felt great whatsoever. The feather traveled from one breast to another andthen to the nipples and that. Of pure love. We both knew that we could never go back to anybody else, we were both addicted to each other's everything. I stopped entirely and she looked up puzzled up at me with needing eyes, craving more, “W-why d-did you stop?” I felt a smile crawl along my face, “Beg for more.” She looked startled at this comment, but she also looked extremely pleased, “You understand too well,” She pulled her ravished hair back and gave me the most pitiful expression she could possibly put on, “Please. “Push the button to talk. Other than that, just sit back and relax.”Renee pushed the button.“Mick, where are we going?”“We are going home. It is a very safe location and the kids can’t wait to see you. They will be really disappointed that they can’t give you big hugs.”Renee sat back and watched the ground fall away before the machine tipped forward and they were off. The ride was smooth, and Renee was smiling like the kids had done. After about thirty minutes I keyed the mic.“Renee, hang on,.