The silky material was so flattering that it almost looked like she had boobs. Pepper went back to rifling the woman’s dresser. His hands came out o... the drawers filled with flimsy under clothing. ‘Look at this?’ he said. ‘Oh, yummm,’ she said, holding one then another of the lacy things up to her and running them over her face. ‘They even smell nice.’ ‘You’d really look sexy in this,’ he ventured to say. ‘Yeah, right. A regular Cinderella. You got to be a woman to wear that stuff. I ain’t got. “Not that kind, the other kind.”She tried to crack a smile. “Oh. OK. You talked to Momma again?”“Yes, you could say that. I’m going to say a few things, then get your reaction, then we can continue, OK?” She nodded. “I love you. I know that for a fact.” She smiled faintly. “I want to be with you for a very long time. You make me happy.” The smile broadened. “I hope you feel the same about me. Yes, I want you to love me, and yes, I want you to think of me as a long-term prospect. Jessie, I’m. But she always wore tradition dress. Sarees looked perfect on her, but I never spoke to them.To make long story short, my mom surprisingly visited me at apartment. But I had been out on some work. By the time I arrived at my apartment. I could see that my mom was having chat with Ramya. That moment made me excited as I always wanted to fuck that mallu lady and this look like an opportunity. She invited me for tea, the moment she served me some tea, I didn’t miss the chance to see her beautiful. I, being the teenage girl caught in puberty that I was, instantly had a crush on him, marcus, like a teen idol in a magazine, the older boy that it seemed I could never have.Over the next two months I saw marcus over and over at tommy's house. Tommy was totally oblivious to my feelings for his cousin, and marcus too couldnt see the signs. But I was in heat for the first time in my life. I didnt know what sex was, I knew bits and pieces, but I knew I wanted it, and I wanted it with marcus.Then,.