Now coming to the story without boring you.This incident happened with me 5 years ago when I was 23 years with my next-door bhabhi. Her name is Surekh... (name changed). We live in Mumbai in 1 RK apartment with less space. It is very common and expensive to own a house in Mumbai. Surekha is a very hard working woman with three kids, hubby, and other family members. Her age is approx 30, not more than that. Surekha’s hubby is a regular drunkard for which she was frustrated with him. Surekha is not. I expected people to move away,but they didn't. Perhaps they needed a rest from all the walkingaround.When the applause from 'The Music from the Royal Fireworks' had dieddown, Mrs Russell turned round to the audience and said in Frenchfollowed by English, "The next piece can get rather loud, with somesudden bangs and we don't want any children to be frightened. It mightbe best for young children to be with their grownups."None of the children moved, in fact some of them giggled when MickeyMouse. "Well she is here already, sort of." She's in the box?" I asked hopefully."Noooo... She's me. That is, I'm her. Er, I better just show you." Heplaced his hand on the red crystal and the screen lit up. The figure of anaked woman appeared on it, and he stared at it intently for a few momentsas it rotated back and forth and up and down. I stepped closer. It lookedlike a naked picture of Julia."And let me just change into something more comfortable..." He withdrewhis hand from the crystal as one. Now that I was almost next to the SUV I could see that there were two bare legs sticking out the rear opening. I looked into the rear compartment and staggered when I saw it was Rachel, naked from the waist down. Rafe, a boy from my study period, was standing at the tailgate looking at her. Even more incredible, Rachel was looking right at me, again with that huge smile on her face. “AHEM!” I announced my presence loudly. Rafe jumped back so hard he hit his head on the tailgate, staggered,.