I said to sonal ” I wonder how you would look in a swim suit.” While staring at rachna. Then I turned to sonal and said “don’t you have a swim...ing costume? It would be a better feast to everyone’s eyes.” Sonal blushed “I’m not comfortable wearing a swimming costume. This is the just the third time in my whole life I’m wearing a short pant outside my bedroom. I took a step back in water and stared at sonal sitting outside on the edge of the pool. She asked “ASA ka baghta sir?” (Why are you. She was shapely, but that was primarily because she was in shape. She ran and worked out regularly. Her hair was short, because it was easier to take care of that way. Her face was round and somewhat flattened, as if she had some Chinese ancestry back in her genealogy, but there was no hint of an epicanthic fold in her eyes. Few people would have called her “pretty” but that was because, like Lacey had, all those years, she tended to mute her femininity. She worked in a male dominated. Metaphysically shrugging, I walked up to the door and passed through it.I had never been in their home before, and yet I saw the layout withperfect clarity. It was a married couple who lived in the house, and Icould hear them moving around inside.Part of me was afraid again, I had never really been around other peoplewhile I was out of my body and I was still unsure about it. Swallowingmy fear, I walked towards the sound of their voices in the kitchen. Isaw the two of them sitting at the table,. She stopped just inside the door where her Grandpa was sitting, “Frank is here Gramps” she said bluntly as she stood by his chair, Gramps reached out his hand and ran it up the outside of her thigh, up and over her shorts and up the side of her body to her head and then back down the front of her body brushing her nipple on the way down and then right down past her pussy and down the inside of her thigh.“Oh thank you my dear” the grey-haired old man said as Daisy stood there totally.