Time: Early morning 4.00 amPlace: TempleI was traveling with as friend of mine to the temple town in Kerala. We had taken a nice lodge and stayed over...ight and decided to go for the early morning darshan at 3.00 am. I was in the queue with my friend and there was a heavy rush as we reached the temple doors I removed my shirt and was in a dhoti. As I got into the temple the queues converge and my friend got in a first and I let a few people to come in before I got in. By then they had shut the. The weight appeared to have settled in my breasts and to a lesser degree in my hips giving me just a little bit more curve than I’d had the first time Matt had seen me in the showers. Then after squeezed myself in the the corset and g-string I very carefully rolled the stockings up my legs, never appreciating how good my legs looked and how difficult it would be to maintain that shape as I aged. I heeded Giselle’s advice carefully, sliding the garters under the thin strings of the g-string. I. I used to get a couple of blowjobs every week, but slowly, everything was reduced to a nil. My mom and me had become very friendly, in talk and in deeds, but we didn’t talk about sex anymore. Many times I tried to grab her ass, but every time I did so, she gave me a look but didn’t give me a sign to go ahead with it. So I stopped it too. I was not happy with what was going on, but I was content that I was not doing it to my mom.Soon it was me and my mom sharing just a little bit more than the. White speaking. May I help you?” The line went dead. “Wrong number,” I surmised as I returned to my charts.“Wow,” Angie said, “He’s a doctor!”“Awesome! Let’s look him up.” So we googled ‘Rob White, MD’ and there was his office address and phone, home address and the cell phone we’d just called. Way too much information is available for any shred of privacy today. He lived on SE 39th actually only about a mile from our place.Later that evening, Angie asked her mom if she could borrow the.