She was wearing a knee length skirt and a loose shirt. She was in no mood for any yoga. Still Uncle did not give up hope. He told her to just stand th...re and instruct him. The wind was blowing in full strength and poor Neha had a hard time holding on to her skirt from getting lifted. The shirt that she was wearing was uncontrollable. It was not tucked to her skirt and it was flying around clearly showing bit of her navel here and there much to Uncles delight. Neha was again focusing on the yoga. Can’t your mouth can’t be shut ?She :sorry ..Me: at least tell her no to tell anyone ..If this goes something wrong seriously trust me you are so dead ..She : okay done :) Me : she is pretty cute though ..I winked :pShe : (winked back )really ?Me : yeahShe : hey bro I got idea ..Me : what now? She : I will ask her threesome?Me : omg ! I didn’t know you are such a idiot .She : listen , she was interested about us when I first told about this …I will convince her some how ..Me : what’s your. Olive just sat and let her mind wander. She felt comfortable as a womanand this did not anger her as she felt right within herself. This was asurprise in itself - or was it? As a child (s)he was inquisitive; likeall of us at that early age we learn by trying and touching and thetouching led to the discovery of the softness of women's lingeriecompared to the apparent roughness of male underwear and clothing.Discovery and delight changed from touching to wearing, and now she wasrealizing there. Mein to experience hun kyonki meine to tere papa ke sath ye khel kai baaar kya month mein ek baar to khela hi hei.Fir mom ne almirah se Braun ka electric shaver nikal diya aur use plug mein laga diya. Meri jhantein dekhakar mom boli raju tere baal to bahut bade ho gaye hein aisa karti hun ki mein pehle inko kainchi se chota kar deti hun fir mom ek Scissor le aayi aur mere lund ko apne haath se halke se pakad liya aur boli tera lund to abhi khada nahi hei fir bhi kafi bada hei. Fir woh aphe.