"Good morning John! Coffee?" Diana (my sister-in-law) asked while she cooks."Yes please! Good morning brother! How's the eye?" I asked sitting next to...him."Ugh! Don't ask. It sucks not seeing anything. Thank you for having us again. I know it's a little inconvenient for you" Robert (my brother) said."Don't! It's nothing! We're family. I'm supposed to help you." Diana glanced back at me and mouthed that she misses me. I now noticed what she's wearing. A big T-shirt and an apron on top of it and. Mr. Fogg readily made a bargain with the owner of this land-craft. The wind was favourable, being fresh, and blowing from the west. The snow had hardened, and Mudge was very confident of being able to transport Mr. Fogg in a few hours to Omaha. Thence the trains eastward run frequently to Chicago and New York. It was not impossible that the lost time might yet be recovered; and such an opportunity was not to be rejected.Not wishing to expose Aouda to the discomforts of traveling in the open. Hebrushed out his long blonde hair giving it some body. He put the brushdown, being careful not to disturb the full ashtray that sat beside hismother's pack of Virginia Slims. He got up and walked to the full-lengthmirror. He tilted his hips and smiled at his reflection. He liked whathe saw even though it pained him. WRONG! This is wrong, but he couldn'tstop now. Maybe these urges would leave if he gave into them all theway- at least just this once.He returned with his mother's pack of Virginia. If any girl or aunty want to try this kind of sensual sex, ping me on hangouts. The place doesn’t matter. So, let us get to the story.I got a message on hangouts from Vinita (It’s her real name, using with her permission). She is also from Pune. We chatted casually for a while and then she asked where I live. I told her. She lives nearby, 10 km from my place. Finally, we decided to meet up for dinner in a restaurant. Dinner was great. We discussed what we liked in sex and what we didn’t. I told.