Cindy took me to the sofa. “You can sit here and wait for Mom; she should be down in a couple minutes. Meantime, I have something I want to show you...while you wait, okay?” she said.She seemed pretty excited about it, and so I said that would be fine. Cindy was a pretty good girl and very friendly. She left the room and, when she returned a couple minutes later, what she wanted to show me was obviously her very sexy body, clad in nothing but a skimpy black negligee, tiny thong panties that just. .your grandmother." The girl looked into her ownmother's eyes and saw such a joy that she had never beheld in her life."We got to spend so little time, my sweet girl, but he wanted you tohave this and to know that he loved you so much." In an instant all thedoubt and worry and pain of the past vanished, leaving the girl withlong sought knowledge that her father knew and it made no difference.She tried not to, but soon all three women and the little girl wereholding each other tight as they wept. Take it somewhere else,” came the voice of Mr. Karl, the history teacher. As we walked by, he whispered to me, “Way to go, Michaels. She’s a keeper.” The months flew by. The football team made it to the state playoffs. I attended every game, but not to watch the game, I was watching Sherry. We helped each other with homework, she was better at History than I was, but I could do Algebra better than she could. Every Friday and Saturday evening we were spending time together, going to movies or. Sunil was working in a marketing company and his timings were odd and he was travelling more from once place to other, so he was hardly staying for 10 to 12 days in house in a month. If we come out of our room there were many houses and i could see some girls chatting on their terrace. when i was in first semester, sushma was Ok type of girl and she was little lean but she had a nice pair of boobs and back, there was a girl beside our house, her name was rathi she was a very fair girl. whenever.