The way she held my hand like she held my heart. As we sat in silence, there seemed to be a profound communion between us. We shared a bond mere words...could never convey. A bond understood only by two people whose hearts bore witness to unspeakable pain. Her quiet gaze revealing a sense of hope that was somehow missing in my life. It was during this time we became kindred spirits. Like an angel who came into my life bearing precious gifts, she asked nothing in return, not even thanks. Yet the. “It is a great to know two of you. Let me warn you, I live all along next door and I might drop here now and then:, Kamle blurted. “That would be great Kamle-ji. Your company would always be appreciated here”, Sanjay said out, “is it not, Saarda ?”“Y…es, of course, Saarda stammered. “Okay then, let us celebrate it with tea. I will make it myself”, Kamle said. “No, no! Do not bother that Kamle-ji. Saarda will manage everything. She is very good cook”, Sanjay said. “Is that so”, Kamle exclaimed.. “What’s what Sally darling?”Yes god yes, the reply I needed came back.“This.” I said my finger rubbing her clit quickly before she could say another word.“Aaahhh.” She sighed, “Oh that’s mums clit sweetie, it’s big isn’t it, you’d… ohhh.. bettterr aaahh… aaahhhh… stop.. ohhh… ohhh.. god… musn’t… oh..god.”I knew I had her and frantically rubbed the little nub that quickly grew erect, the pretence was gone now as I kneeled in front of her quim, replacing my finger with my tongue lapping her. The ladies kept talking about where to go shopping the following day. And now, Bikash slowly pulled Sreejona’s maxi above her long thighs and caressed it. Sreejona was enjoying this and parted her thighs open for Bikash to touch her even more and more intimately.Bikash slid his fingers slowly between her legs and pulling aside the sides of her underwear, he felt her vaginal folds. They were hot and soft, trimmed hair, inviting to be explored more deeply. Sreejona wanted to moan, but she held.