"It would be the greatest honor ever offered me. Of course, my darling child. Thank you."Sherrie hugged him tightly, crying with joy.Norma watched, he... own tears streaming. Even David had moisture in his eyes."I'm going to wrap that man with love so thick nothing will ever hurt him again" she thought."He deserves that and more, just for being the man he is."...They stood at the door waving as the young couple drove off. Sherrie told them they were going to stop by some jewelry stores, to find. At least they're still together so I guess Jean figures she has nowhere left to go, no family, not many friends, just her hubby.I heard the patio door slide open and saw Jean wander out into the garden, her medium length blonde hair blowing in the breeze. She's got a nice figure, 36-24-36 with nice boobs too, though she tends to hunch her shoulders a bit as if trying to avoid notice or a blow. She also talks very quietly and if in the company of her hubby will keep glancing to the side to make. She came in and saw me watching the milk. “Kaisa taste laga tumhe doodh ka kal” she asked. “Sweet” I replied. “Aur pina hai” she asked. “haan” I replied. “ok pehle niche jakar main gate band kar aao” I went and quickly came back.”Bottle mei piyoge” She teased me. “Nahi mujhe to vaha se pina hai” I repied. “kaha se, Choo kar batao” Now I got my way clear. I went upto her and tried to touch her nipple. “Ruko abhi, Tum to Doodh piyoge aur mujhe kya milega” She asked.”Batao kya chahiye” I replied.. We visited our village in the summer of 2005. May 10th board exam was over & there was a marriage of one of my uncles in our village. Manas uncle was around 35 years old at that time. He is a good person with a very good job as an engineer in Rourkela Steel Plant. But he always had health issues. Anyways, we were very close since I was a kid. The girl he was marrying (soon to be my aunt) was Manju. I had never seen her before the marriage & even on the marriage day itself, since I was busy.