There was no protest from her. I took her in my hands and placed her in my laps. At that time, she told me that she used to breastfeed me when my moth...r was away. This was a big news to me. I looked at her small well shaped breasts with new admiration and sucked it. She seemed happy. I decided to remove her clothes. (Those days they used to wear one dhoti as underwear and one dhoti over it as regular dress) So I had to remove two clothes to reach her pussy. Her pussy, of course was small. I knew if they found out the truth, they would have many more questions, and would probably change their opinions of me or maybe even not want to be around me anymore.I kept up the random party guy story, because I couldn’t exactly just blurt out that I lost my maidenhood to my older brother.Ever since we were kids, he had delighted in chasing me down and tickling me. I loved it just as much. One of us would get the tickle fight started, and then we would be wrestling and tickling each other. I. I set my drink down and held her asI nibbled and kissed her exposed flesh.I could hear her breathing change and her hands grabbed my head.Suddenly, she pushed herself into me and started giving me directions.She was telling me what she wanted and I was more than happy tocooperate.I started to unbutton her tight jeans and she stopped me. "Oh, George."Her breath was ragged. "We're both going to need more alcohol before weclimb that mountain."I hastily made us both another drink and she watched as. A metallic clang. A manmade sound. I grope around the wall and feel the source of the noise… a chain. It feels like a chain. Wait… is that a shackle. Finding the cuff of the shackle coincides with my realisation that I am now in some sort of chamber or cave or passage and that what little I can see is by some miracle of the dream. Almost nightmare to full blown nightmare, I guess. I grope my way around the walls, fingers touching more metal chains (or shackles). Something sharp pricks my.