She was really small, barely five foot tall, but she was sexy as hell. Today, she was wearing a tight tank top and it was all Steve could do not to st...re at her nipples which were poking out through the thin fabric. “Changes?” he answered her sort of dully.“Yeah, I heard you sold your company and are living the home life now. What are you going to do with yourself?”Steve finally caught on and said, “I am not sure yet. I may go back to school, I have always wanted a degree in history, or I may. She's around two months gone also. I think it was the all night fuck fest that she and I had." He looked at me and smiled. Even Dan didn't know about that. It was a secret between Mark, Linda and me. Of course I'm sure Linda told Lisa, because they kept no secrets from each other.I kept my distance from the women even more now. There was a good chance that either or both kids could be mine. The timing was right there. I wondered if I would ever know.On the next holiday we were all at mom's. She. In high school, she had seen the boys staring at her tits. She was well developed. Her mother worried about her, buying her sweaters one or two sizes too big, always to hide her firm, high- riding tits. But she would tuck in her sweater behind her skirt, stretching the knitted material over her bra. How the boys would stare, ignoring the teacher, their eyes wide, wanting, desiring her tits. It was wrong to tease like that. But still it wasn't as if she wanted to fuck them or anything. It was. Now for my story based on a true incident.Laxmi grew up in central Chennai in the 1980s. Her parents divorced when she was 12 years old, which changed life much for the worse for her and her mom, who received no money, only the house from the divorce settlement. As a result, they found themselves living in a neighborhood they could no longer afford but with nowhere else to go. Laxmi’s mom had not worked since her marriage and had difficulty earning money from the part time jobs she could get..