I was released two weeks later, with my Grandmother, notmy parents there to take me home. It was another week before I couldwalk without the pain. My ...ibs had healed up, the bandages removed,and for the first time I was able to bend at the waist without pain.During those weeks I began to see the hair dropping away from mybody, leaving my legs and arms silky smooth. Grandma had donenothing but feed me and let me heal until I was able to walk around,then she told me that my mother had sent my. .. yeh apke hei.. me to apke dasihu.. mujhe jeise marjee wese chodo.. meri chut sirf apke liye hei.. iii lloooovvveee uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh choddddooooooooooo jor seeeeee hai meri jaannnnuuuuuuuuuuuu... meri muh se awaz aur siskariyanikalne lagi... rajan v kam nehi hei, woh v kehne lage.. jaannnaaaammm meri 6 inch lund k maza le lo.. teri toseal aj tor di.. tu meri randi bibi hei.. tere ko roz is tarah chodungi... tu to meri kutiya hei.. hahahaha..looveee uuu. I thought that Sarah would be terribly embarrassed about the previous evening’s sexual encounter and I was not sure if I could handle the potentially explosive situation. As it turned out, things developed in a totally unexpected way. Sarah is in her late 20s and very sexy and very smart. She is five feet five in height and has a voluptuous figure. She plays hockey to a reasonably high standard and she also swims and cycles on a regular basis. No wonder she has such a gorgeous figure. I arrived. It was long enough that I didn’t need any bottoms, barely, and hung off of my right shoulder barely covering my breast. And because I didn’t bother to dry off, and it clung to my wet skin, revealing every curve. I rushed to the door and opened and a blast of cool hit my wet skin immediately causing my nipples to become hard as rocks. Before me stood a fairly attractive young man with my pizza. He was probably in his mid 20’s with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. His eyes ran over my nearly.