” I said in a very dilatory way.Took him twenty minutes to get the whirlpool up to temp before he climbed in…it did look relaxing and the swirling... bubbling water did cover him pretty much.Ah…what the heck, we don’t have one at home…I’ll wear my swimsuit…he is under the water. A glass of wine and relax.Mark had a shit eating grin when he saw me place my full wine glass in the cup holder.“Don’t get your hopes up kiddo…I am wearing my suit” I said jovially.Then I remembered that my Suit was sent. After half an hours surfing she felt much more reassured on the dementia score, it was pretty unlikely at her age. She had booked her self into this week's well-woman clinic on Thursday; a check up seemed a reasonable plan. Tomorrow the plumbing would be fixed; well it would if cyber-plumbers were any more reliable than their real cousins.She then turned her attention to the handful of mirror sitting by her mouse pad. After scouring several sites she was no real closer to its origins, but there. It became a habit for me to sleep only after masturbating for her, humping my pillow and screaming her name.Years passed, Nisha now spent more time at our home than sitting alone upstairs. I too became very close to her. Me, my sister Divya and Nisha used to chat, watch movie and play caroms. I was like living in a long hair heaven – the knee length long hair of my sister and thick butt length hair of Nisha.I too had my share of adventures, I would brush my fingers on both their long hair. Main aapne bhaiya se bohut jalne laga ki unhe itni sexy ladki se shadi karne mila. Mere bhaiya bhi handsome the aur ek private firm ke manager the. Par kaam ke pressure se jyada din out of city hi rehte the. Main aur bhabhi bohut jyada frank nahi the. Par ek do baar apni girlfriend wagera ke baare mein bataya tha. Main jab ghar pe tha uss time garmiyon ka samay tha. Bhaiya ki chutti hone wali thi. Hum ghar pe plan bana rahe the ki hum ghune Shimla jaenge.Par dad ki tabiyat kharab hone ke karan.