This year George and I cooked the turkey and made the dressing and gravy in what we had designated Mel's kitchen, while the girls watched the kids and...made everything else in Belle's kitchen. Most of it came from things they had grown in their garden and either canned or frozen. We had a good size freezer in the basement. George and I watched football in Mel's living rooms, while the girls watched something else in the Great Room where all the kids were. Cindy's girls were happy to have mom. All I was capable of was to stand there benumbed and stare at her perfect, beautiful, almost flawless features. Her dark as midnight hair blew in gentle in the breeze, tag ends lifting and waving, to come to a rest as the gentle winds blew for a moment and stopped, only to blow another gentle breath once more. The simple nearly transparent shift she wore was loose fitting and hung on her in soft folds that left little to the imagination. It was of such light and diaphanous material as to show. Jim saw Rich’s car parked in front of a building and he knew that he had found Ashley’s apartment and that Rich and Chelsea were still there. He stopped and Ashley opened her door and climbed out. She was clutching the brown, paper grocery store bag with her underwear and shoes. Jim watched her stumble and as she did one of the straps on her gown broke and her boobs fell out of the gown. She pulled the fabric up over them and made her way at last to the front door. Jim felt a little guilty as. .When Vishal was at work he often thought who will know if at home she would be entertaining someone? His elder brother? His younger brother? His father? And at night each time that Vishal had sex with Aditi he only visualized another man fucking her, he deep in his mind visualized himself to be his father or his elder brother and had sex with Aditi… but that happened only in his mind. He never told it to her….. To please himself he used a moment he liked when he saw her talking to his elder.