Anjali sar ko idhar udhar kar rahi thi ….Woh kiss kiye jaa rha tha …..Anjali boli mjhe chod do uncle …..Plz chor do …..Woh bola chorunga ni bu... chodunga meri jaan …….Or uske uper se hat gaya …….Woh pher door ki trf bhagne lagi …..Phir chacha ne ushe bed pr fek dia …..Or khud k kpde utarne lage or nange ho gaye …..Or phr anjali ki trf gaya ….Or uske kpde utarne ki kosis krne lga ….Usne shots phne the …5 mint lage ushe anjali k kpde utarne me….Ab rum m woh dono nange the anjali bed k ek corne r m. She slipped her skimpy panties down her legs and let them fall on the floor. The young lad marveled at the fact that his mother, a seemingly kind old lady of fifty-plus wore such sexy underwear. “amma tu ne yeh kab kharidi? She smiled and replied that she had always gone in for sexy lingerie. Prasad continued his observation. She had thick round thighs and a very dense growth of silken hair in a perfect inverted triangle. Like the hair on her head, the bush was mixed with streaks of white hair. So I knocked at her door and she opened it with a big smile and a very low cut top. " come through to the utility room" she said " the washer doesn't seem to be emptying". This particular washer didn't have a filter door at the front like modern machines, so I had too tilt it back and the get on the floor to look under it. No sooner had I lay on my back when she spoke to me again " can you see anything " she said the sound of her voice caused me to shift my gaze from under the washer to where. Once I agreed to consider Sam, Cathy set the hook. She told me the change Sam was undergoing was causing her a great deal of mental anguish. Even more so than the anguish, Cathy and I had experienced in the hospital. Sam had no support, and believed she was going crazy. Cathy knew me very well and knew I would feel it necessary to step in and help Sam through her crisis. I quickly realized the council and Cathy had played me in a masterful manner, and I stood no chance of avoiding any future.