We used to spend time every evening over tea. Whenever she wore those short dresses she looked like a doll. Whenever I wore a saree I caught her eyes ...n me staring at my waist and belly and wen she noticed I caught her she complimented I have a good figure and I look sexy in saree. I felt really good dat day. I could notice she is attracted towards me. One evening I cudnt control asking ‘how do u maintain ur figure so well?’ And she blushed n answered ‘power yoga’ I instantly imagined her in a. My wife worked in a retail store, and I was a bus driver, so it was obvious I would come across the wife’s work colleagues taking them to and from work, and of course, I sometimes met them at the wife’s work when I popped in for a cuppa. Sarah, then nineteen, was a gorgeous looking girl. She was always well presented clean and tidy. I liked her a lot and we got on well. I had told her she looked sexy and horny in her work uniform and she had questioned me several times with the result that I. I cant say I was really surprised when bed time came, the three of us got into my bed again one of them on each side of me. They then did some more heavy kissing while leaning over me and then took turns kissing me like that some too. It again felt a little weird but how could I not like the attention I was getting, the government check had not even arrived yet. It settled down after a while and we all went to sleep. The next morning my foster mom again picked out my clothing, nice jeans,. She's kind of fragile at the moment." Okay." Promise?" I promise if you promise to tell me why you're so fragile." Deal, but if she comes back to me in tears the deals off." Dillon had barely stripped his bed and replaced the sheet when his door opened and his timid and wide-eyed sister appeared. She kicked out of her snow boots and left them beside the door. He watched her nose twitch as she breathed in the room. All Dillon could do was shrug and continue making his bed. He had no plan with.