"This is an infusion of mild Castile soap to clean you out. Since you're a beginner at this sort of thing, we're starting with half a quart. Now, see ...f you can hold it in for ten minutes."His stomach had begun to cramp before she finished speaking. He gasped, then clamped down with his abdominal muscles."Good, Ben. Just a little longer. You're doing fine."She helped support him as he limped into the bathroom, then stood watch as he noisily expelled fluid and gas and solid matter. Somehow, it. Mr. Venkateswaran then walks towards the hall, sits opposite to Niharika, facing her, and then asks,”Tell me, what do you want to say kanna(Tamil:- Darling)”, to which Niharika says,”Appa, as you know, that I am going to marry Abbasi next year and convert to Muslim.”, hearing this Mr. Venkateswaran responds by nodding and saying,”Hmmm…”, and Niharika continues,”I just want to say, that I am sorry. I could not follow the Hindu tradition, and could not marry a Hindu man, especially Iyer or any. .. running hands over, aroundthem. Cupping them, squeezing them gently... Pinching their nipples. Ohh,my nipples were so hard.MY nipples! Suddenly I was fully awake.It was dark... too dark to see, but I had no doubt at all that this was nota dream. When my dreams feel real, it's just the illusion of reality - thedetails are only there when I look for them. Now I could feel all thedetails: My face pressing against the pillow, with no stubble. My smoothlegs, so short that my toes could not reach. It was slightly overgrown, but was the best we could find. We went in, and tried to find a spot where we couldn’t be seen. We stopped by a tree, and Niki put her bag down. She lifted her dress and squatted down.“Quick, feel how wet I am.” she said, and grabbed my arm pulling me down beside her. She guided my hand behind her, and directed my hand down between her arse. My fingers explored, and found what I was looking for. Her gaping pussy, all wet and slippery. I couldn’t resist rubbing her wet.