They will criticize you for living your life the way you weremeant to. But you hear criticism like that every day. You've seen thenegative things that...some people have said about Sarah. This is nodifferent." But it IS different," I told her. "She-" She is you," Mom interrupted. "Never forget that, Megan. Sarah isbelievable only because there is a real girl underneath that wig. She isstrong and determined and one of the bravest young women I know. Icouldn't imagine standing in front of a crowd. 'The dinner will be ready by now!' Robbie turned down the sound from within the box, and we all trooped back to the kitchen where Evadne was taking our meal from the oven. Later that night, after and Rebecca had gone to bed together, I went for my usual pre-bedtime walk. Robbie was still up, burning the midnight oil in our Study, and I took my whisky and my cigar outside to stroll about under the stars. It was a clear night, and I walked around relishing the bite of the cold air on my skin. Once in a while I'd catch her in the washroom still getting ready. With a chin resting on her shoulder I'd run my hands down her body. Sometimes I'd just go up and down her flanks, never touching a tit or her puss. The two of us could watch ourselves in the mirror. Other times cupping her boobs, I'd comment on her nipple color, "Wonder how tattoos would work, save you all that time in the morning." Every time I said that I could feel mom's ass clench at the thought of having her nipples. From that day my relationship with Sindhu takes a new route. She too started to go to office parties, started to drink and dress up to the standards of Bangalore girls. Her attitude towards sexual relationship totally changed in a year. We slowly started talking about sexual incidents and gradually we started sharing our fantasies and one thing led to another and we started sexting. After two years when I completed my studies and returned back to Bangalore. I found a job in a MNC company and I.