We both headed into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I put it up on the hook and we hopped in. We both started to wash each other and we got to ...dmire each other’s bodies again. I went first and started to wash her hair. Running my hands through her beautiful long blonde hair. Then, I washed her back and got to run my hands down her back over her smooth skin and got to feel it on my fingertips. Then, she turned around and I got to wash her breasts and her stomach and her legs. I didn’t. Ich hielt es zu sp?t zu.Dad sah Mom b?se an, aber die winkte ab. Nun kam die Geschichte mit demErpresser. Ich musste Brief und Fotos holen. Meine Eltern staunten nichtschlecht, als sie uns in den Fesseln mit den Strafkleidern sah. Obwohldas Foto ziemlich schlecht war."Das werdet ihr mir morgen genauer zeigen." Klasse. Erneut die Strafkleider anziehen. So sah jedenfalls meineReaktion nach au?en hin aus. Innerlich freute ich mich darauf.* - *Ich hatte es mir vorhin schon gedacht. Mom gab uns. “And I thought your ‘drama queen’ days were over. You can’t do that and not have it reflect badly on NIKA. Just give your speech, and then host the dinner. No libertarian rants. No bitching about the drinking age. No lobbying to change the age of consent. And no ‘in your face’ comments about your wives and children. This is important. If you can’t handle it, then maybe we should just all pack it in.”“Now who’s being the drama queen?” I asked snarkily.“Just do this, Steve. Your customers want to. Koi problem nahin main lay loongaa, agar kuch chaiyay tho.” Aur phir voh under chalee gayeen. Vaisay tho mainay apnee saas kay baaray mein bahoot baar fantasize kiyaa tha. Lekin such mein, voh itnee mast hogi, kabhi sapnay bhi nahin sochaa tha. Bus, ab tho unkay shareer ko bhognay ki ek tamanaa dil mein bandh si gai. Magazine tho mere haath mein pakdee thi, lekin meri aankhon per meri saas kay mast shareer kaa nashaa chaayaa huva tha. Kuch dare baad mein ooth ker unkay bedroom ki taraf badaa..