Can you please help me”. She dropped her pallu on the bed exposing her 36d breasts with the blouse. I was totally dumbstruck on hearing didi, felt s...rry for her saw her milk-stained blouse near the nipples. She had massive breasts compared to me but not huge also but it was handsomely sized. Manjula was also fair in color like me but she was more like a women type and I like a girly type. She was wearing the saree way below her navel, exposing lot of stomach flesh between her blouse and saree. Unlike her, I'm as flat as a grown-up lanky boy. My hair isn't long and copious; I prefer to wear it in the cute, pixie style.My dad was a handsome and energetic man. But alas! He died in a car crash. I've inherited his vim and vigor which, I must admit, are the traits of an active participant in sexual activities. After his death, mom needed someone for consolation and I was the only one who cared for her. The idea, that another man would come into her life and replace dad, anguished me a lot;. Not trying to sell it.We held hands. Each of us was comfortable putting an arm around the other, touching, whatever felt natural. We might be standing in front of a photograph and I'd put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close and whispering something about it to her.I found out a lot about Jill's taste in clothes by watching the way she reacted to the various store displays. We went in a few places and she pawed through a few racks and held a shirt or a sweater up to her asking what I. I’m in the mood for an Italian special, loaded and doused with hot sauce.”“That’s a good idea. I think I’d like one of their tuna salad subs with lettuce and tomato.”Adam pulled the car into the parking lot of a strip mall not far from Kara’s house. They went in and placed their orders. Kara carried a bag to his car.Soon they were sitting in her kitchen. “I have some beer,” she said.“Are you having one?”She shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I didn’t ask if I should avoid alcohol so I’m not.