My grandfather had a lot of property in the village, which was inherited by my father. My father died when I was 10.I studied at my village till my 10...h standard and then subsequently moved to the nearby town for 10+2. I was good at studies. My mom Anuradha is very pretty looking village lady with 38-36-38 measurement and 5 ft 5 inches height. She is very innocent and conservative lady. Just like most of the village women in that place, she never wears a bra and panties. She was married at the. I got where she wants to reach so I replied, “True, but that’s doesn’t include a mother and her daughter, in Islam, even if I were married to one of them and that one died I can’t marry he mother or daughter.”“But you are allowed as a Muslim to get married to your first cousin, while we consider the first cousin as a brother or a sister and we can’t marry them, right or wrong?”, she continued asking these silly questions.I replied with a smile, “Right, get married not to have sex with. "Chief Daniel?" she said as he fell to his knees. The newly elected man in his twenties yelled as loud as he could, a mans voice combined with a beasts, "RUUUN!!!" Tanya jumped back and scrambled to her feet and started sprinting. His eyes opened as the beasts replaced his. "It's coming out." he whispered as the clouds uncovered the full moon and caused him to let out a blood curtling howl.Tanya fell to the ground scrambling to her feet. The howl stunned her for a few moments. Her eyes popped. Peals of her laughter pulled my head around to watch Jean, empty glass in hand, holding her side in mirth."Oh, Billy, you look like a drowned rat... what'sa matter... your little thingie all cold?"It was funny and yes, my "thingie" was cold. Recalling those mornings of skinny dipping with Jean... the mad dash into the frigid waters of Fourth of July Lake when my penis tried to crawl back into my belly, I had a mental picture of how I looked. I just gave up any hope of maintaining my.