Kuch din aise hi raate bitayi.Magar ek din mere se control nahi ho raha tha. Mujhe dadi ko bas chodne ka man kar raha tha. Maine soch liya tha ki aaj ...ain dadi ko chodunga chahe kuch bhi ho jaye.Dadi nahane jaa rahi thi tab maine bola ki, “Aaj main aapko nehlaounga.” Dadi thoda sun ke chok gayi. Maine bola, “Aap mujhe nehla sakte ho to main bhi aapko nehla sakta hu.”Dadi ne pehle to meri baato ko seriously nahi liye. Magar fir maine thodi jabardasti kari to dadi man gayi. Dadi ne apne kapde. Even married couples rarely had access to facilities for developing film of a risqué nature. If a guy sent his film off to Kodak in Rochester, or to some other company for out-of-town processing, he might (or might not) get it back. And although no statistics were kept on such matters, the likelihood that some horny technician would make up an extra copy of the prints for himself was very high indeed. So most people didn't even try.Maybe the Sexual Revolution had started by 1963, but it. As usual, the waiting staff gave us their undivided attention plus the landlord, who hovered around most of the time, insisting to double as our wine waiter.Our meal over, we made our way back to my house.Back home we got a bottle of Sancerre from the fridge and four glasses. We made ourselves comfortable on the pair of two sofas to enjoy our wine. After a glass, I suggested to the girls it might be an opportune time to make our way upstairs to relax even more.Once in my bedroom, Annie told us. G Diploma course ( in fertility studies I learnt later ) at home, she started wearing saris and blouses with plunging neck lines revealing her perky breasts and a beautiful, grain sized black mole just inside the ‘valley.I had a tough time in keeping my eyes off but sometimes I couldn’t help it she caught me on few occasions and used to cover up with a naughty smile to keep away I started spending more time at office and return late in the evening on one such day power was off. Veni was.