She said, don’t make drama now, Rasika is sleeping, you can come to my room, then early morning you can come back to living room and sleep on sofa. ... understood what she wanted to say.Then I went to her room. She closed the door properly and said, you can sleep here now. She kept the dim light on. She said, Sanju, why are you after me, do you like me? I said, I love you Deepu, you are so cute and hot babe. Then she came close to me and put one leg on my leg. Then I pressed her boobs and said,. I didn’t reply. However, he put his hand on my leg and he started rubbing it as he put the other hand on my right hip trying to find a way to my cunt then I insensibly turned to let him examining it, at that moment I was feeling hotter as Omer was instigating me. Then he grabbed my pants as I helped him to do that and he took my lotion bottle and put a little on my butt and especailly around my butthole then he put his middle finger in my anus, this time I couldn’t take it anymore! I began to. Revulsion overcame me. I hated how I looked. I returned to thebedroom, stripped the stockings off as quickly as I could and stashed theballed up mess with my panties in the back of my bottom drawer.I looked at my legs again. All that hair. I thought I should shave mylegs. But what if I wanted to wear shorts or go swimming. Someone wouldsee. They might guess. Or even accuse me.But winter was approaching. I would probably be wearing long pantsanyway. Returning to the bathroom, I picked up the. .ab kaun sa bacha paida hone ka dar hai…”Dad – “dad – “wo to hai acha ye batao abhi bhi wo tumhe memsahib bulata hai??”Mom – “haan! Par humesha nahin”Dad – “aur kya bulata hai”Mom – “kya karoge jaan kar??”Dad – “mujhe bhi to pata chale ki meri biwi kitni garam hai,log uski jawani ke bare mein kya sochte hain”Mom – “kya baat hai apni biwi ki tareef dusaron se sunne me maza aata hai kya?”Dad – “buhut jyada acha lagta hai… bataoo naa aur kis naam se bulata hai”Mom – “kabhi kabhi suman,meri raani.