"They're my daughters. Beth is eighteen, Tiffany just turned seventeen, and Brittany is sixteen." Holy shit! I can't tattoo the two youngest ones. The...'re both underage. The eighteen-year-old is just barely legal. The cops are watching me like a hawk. I put a tiny heart on the ankle of a fourteen-year-old chick a few months ago, and they've been on my back ever since. Sorry." Could you make a house call?" I tried to convince Eddie to let the legalities slide a bit. "I'll double your fee, and. This story began with one such fantasy.Last month I was working late one Friday night and I was expecting to leave for home by 1230. I work in South Bangalore and my home was somewhere near central Bangalore and on the way from office to home, I pass through a very posh locality which has lots of pubs and discs. So an idea struck me, why not on the way back I pick someone who would be willing to go wild in a car as I drive around. So at around 730PM, I put up the following ad in one of the. After this conversation, we started having conversations regularly whenever we used to have met, mostly on the roof while she used to come for putting or picking clothes from roof especially on weekends. And she seems to be enjoying it, but I was definitely enjoying it and was hoping I could get a chance to ride her. Days passed by and we became close and we had discussed our hobbies, fantasies (general), movies, life etc.I was now getting crazier day by day, I was just thinking of ways to. I looked down at Tara and smiled.In a lower, less certain voice, she asked, "Did I do it right?"I brushed the side of her face with the back of my hand, but then dropped it to my side and looked around again. No one was looking at us."You were wonderful."Just then the coach told Tara to go in for Helen and my daughter replaced her at my side."How's your knee?" I asked."Fine. Doesn't hurt a bit."The game ended and we went back to my house where the girls showered and changed. When I entered the.