The petite dark haired girl lay on her side facing away from him. She had come to him late in the night looking for refuge and as usual he gave it her... She trusted him and in his heart he couldn’t betray her even though he had wanted her more than life itself. Yet, he remained her friend, not because he wanted to, but because what she needed was his protection more than anything else. Life hadn’t been easy for her. Barely eighteen she had lost both parents and struggled to come to grips with. Actually my uncle was married late, he had a love affair, but the family forced him to marry with some other girl. My aunty was great today she is old ( Uncle is civil engineer and aunty is a teacher). So after there marriage when I visited there place. I recognized that my uncle was still keeping some hidden relation ship with his first love, my aunty was unaware of it. I really felt very bad about it, but could not help it . I had to keep mum. When ever I used to visit there place I used to. Let us begin."Graydon sat cross-legged, head tilted back, unmoving, his eyes closed, lips apart, his hands laying palm upward on his knees. His eyes moved under his closed lids and his lips pursed as if forming words. His body glistened with beads and rivulets of sweat in the hot moist air of the confined space. He inhaled the clouds of steam; his chest expanded and contracted slowly, deeply, in a steady rhythm of long breaths taken hungrily through his flared nostrils. Vision followed upon. “Do you want to see them?” I asked, looking down at the tiny fingers cupping my tit through blouse and bra. “I’d like that very much.” Without bothering with the buttons, I pulled my blouse over my head, then reached behind my back and undid the bra clasp. Before removing it, however, I took Brandy’s fingers and guided them to my nipple. My breasts felt full and glandular, like they do whenever my peach gets really juicy. “Mmm, they’re excited,” she said dreamily. “What about you, Sweetie? Do.