I grew up next door to Matilda and Michael. Matty was sweet on me and Michael, who was two years older than me was a bully. So, Matty and I played and...Michael and I fought. Sometimes he would win and sometimes I would and we ended up having a rough and tumble kind of friendship. Matty and I did the usual childhood things that curious boys and girls do; we played 'doctor' and went through the 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine' business and we suffered the ridicule of others our age. I give her a funny look. "You know what I mean young lady." Thecomment makes Debbie giggle, hearing me getting in trouble from mymother. I then answer my mother."No, it's not typical. Jenny is my soul mate. I wouldn't be herewithout her." The look both women gave me was one of understanding. Ithen realize that this was the first time I had said that to anyone, butit was the truth. It felt good to say that. Like I had made theultimate statement of Jenny and me. I sat there pleased with. She's the one who keeps everything in check and, well, leads the seminar., telling us what we do, when we do it and all that other jazz. "Welcome to your second seminar. I hope you all had a nice and short travel."Nathalie was around 30, still kinda young, but she definitely lead a few other seminars already, because she seemed quite experienced. And boy was she looking good. Shoulder long ginger hair, slim figure, a beautiful face. Her breasts weren't big, but her ass seemed firm, which was. Ok lets come to the story , this story is about my chachi which is wife of my dad,s younger brother , she is nearly fifty now but when this story happend that time she was 42 , lets stsrt from there , chachi ki umar us waqat 42 years thee and her older daughter was 20 that time , my chachi is a normal housewife with great figures specialy her gand , she got a wonderfull gand , her gand is so much visable even behind her shalwar qameez , when she walks her gand move so good that every men would.