Wearing only a pair of skimpy white bikini panties and a body hugging muscle T-shirt she stepped around me and placed the coffee pot on the small pati... table beside me.In her disconcerting way she seemed to look directly into my eyes as she said "Close your mouth, Dobie. My swimsuit covers less." I closed my mouth, but shook my head with a grin."Maybe, but your suit bottom covers the top of your ass crack, your panties don't. And, although you don't need the support, the swim suit top keeps. Ye to mai dawe ke sath bol sakta hu..Tabtak sahab ki car ki awaz ayyi aur mai dorta hua bhaga ,idher payal bhi dress change karke ayyi.Usske face per ek alag hi raunak aur satisfaction dikh raha tha.Wo jeans tshirt me thi,dubara usse kapre me dekh biswass nai hua ki abhi kuch deer pahle..Mai kitchen me kaam karne laga tabhi payal apni mom se boli-“mom dekho ajj ke baad plz rahul ayye to usse thora ignore karna,hamesa bakbak karta rahta tha ,i dont like these type of boys” meri to khusi satwe. I inserted injection pin on her small rounded buttuck portion through dress. I continued pushing injection until she complained about pinching. I asked her to get up. I gave few tablets and she left. On her third visit I asked about her health and I checked the temperature and said that it was not under control. I asked her to lie down in the bed and I need to check her heart beats and stuffs. I started checking her. She was on her dress still then. After some moment of touching her boobs I. Next came Likabee’s memories. He had been a few houses down the street chatting with an elderly couple. He wasn’t worried at first when he came home and couldn’t find Dalla. This presentation was even choppier than the first, it showed the man becoming concerned after a few minutes, his going to look for Dalla; His finding her. She had almost bled out by the time he stumbled over her sprawled body. It took all of his meager power to keep her alive until a more capable healer could attend..