Did you get into a fight? Is someone picking on you?" No, I fell." You don't have to lie to me. How can your father not see the bruises? He needs to b... told." No! Don't tell Dad!" Jimmy's whole body trembled and the tears ran down his cheeks."Okay, okay, I won't tell him," Gail said, gingerly holding the boy. "But when you're ready, you can tell me what's going on."Jimmy rubbed away his tears and looked up at her. His eyes were still watery and she expected him to start crying again. He's such. "I'm sitting here looking at your work. The work itself is flawless. I couldn't compose what you wrote without an editor penciling some of it. So what you have learned in college is evident. You are already better in that respect than I am. All you have to decide now is in what direction you want to go." John, thank you. I think you are going to be a big help to me. You explain things and I believe what you say more than some professor lecturing on the subject. You've been there and it sounds. Then I showed her how different it was with my waist. She took the bait and put her hands around my me, of course her smaller hands reached even less far, but she was enjoying the contact. I guessed that she was a bit aroused too. At least she wasn’t turned off. I moved down from her narrow waist to her much wider hips. I felt her up, really, I started at her side, but slowly moved my hands around to her backside. I commented about how shapely and soft her buttocks were. She copied me, moving. Suddenly their faces became lusty ones. After this discussion, they were badly in need of my cock.Me: But we will play a game.Both were excited and asked, “What game?” I just saw the window and there were grills to it. I got up from the bed and opened Bhabhi’s wardrobe and took 2 dupattas. I asked both well-dressed brides to come and stand near the window.I tied their hands up to the window grill from dupatta. Now both were tied to grills and they both can see each other. As dupatta was.