We have a distant relative in Mumbai, from my maternal end.My uncle Suresh, aunt Namrata, and their only daughter Rachna. Rachna is 4 years older than...me, and one year older than my brother. I was pursuing Engineering from Lonavala. We had our end semester vacations, and I decided visit my uncle’s place in Andheri, Mumbai. I certainly was very fond of Rachna di since childhood days. Because she was very cute and attractive, and fun loving.My dad n mom never had any issues with this decision,. He got up, got dressed, and asked what I wanted for dinner. I asked for mutton biryani. He left the room to get dinner ordering me to not get dressed until he arrives. He came after around 15 minutes with food. We had our dinner with my boobs out and mangalsutra dangling over them.He was dressed in full. After having dinner I said that I am a little tired and feeling sleepy, he also agreed and we both slept. In the middle of the night, I felt his hands roaming around my body. He kept on. “What do you think the tribal historian can tell us when we go back?” Jason asked.“Hard to say. There’s a lot of lost history that we’re piecing back together, so it’s anyone’s guess really,” Sheena responded.“That’s fair, I suppose. I wish that all that shit that happened back then didn’t. The destruction of an entire race’s culture and history? That shit is beyond wrong!” Jason grumped.“You don’t have to tell me that,” Sheena smiled as she drove.She chanced a brief look at Jason and smirked. She handed him a purse, then slipped on a pair oflarge round sunglasses. She took out her brush, stroked his hair alittle straight back, and fastened it with a black plastic head band."Let's get moving, Suzie girl," teased Kim as she swung open the door.They walked down the corridor of the hotel and took the elevator to thecorporate conference room area. They wound through a few smallerhallways until they arrived at Ballroom "C" and entered it. Inside, Stufound a makeshift salon with a small.