This is about my conservative sister and mom going on a trip to Goa with me and my friends.Let me describe them to you. I work in Mumbai IT company f...r the last 5 years and live with 5 other flatmates in a 3 BHK apartment. I come from Udaipur in Rajasthan where the society is little orthodox and females living there are conservative. My mom is wheatish in complexion and has maintained her figure doing her daily chores. She is 36b-30-34 and wears saree like Vidya Balan. She is 45 years of age. " She turned and looked at me. "So, did you want to try anything on?" Yes, I'll try a few things on and see what I like." I said, and took a beautiful lace-panel dress off its hanger, and held it to my body.She handed me a gorgeous black velvet chemise. "I love this too. Oh, and of course this." She also handed me a black leather and lace corset.I didn't know which to try on first. "Megan, it's amazing how well you remember, what I enjoy wearing."She grinned at me and put her hand on the. .....................................................Peter Brown wasn’t due home for over an hour. He was playing golf , or so he said . Sally decided she had unfinished business with Meg and went upstairs and tapped on Megs door.There were no locks inside the house, not even in the bathrooms or toilets. If the door was closed it was polite to knock ,if the door was open you could just enter. Sally had a pretty good idea why Megs door was closed . After all even Sally masturbated often enough. We were able to keep the soldiers left in camp from attacking Damon’s brigade by means of the firebombs, but that was all we could do with the ballistas. However, the scorpions along our defensive fence were fully manned with trained shooters, so they were able to shoot at the attackers on horseback, even though they were moving too much and too fast for the ballistas to follow them.Damon’s brigade and the seven wagons made it through the gate in the wall, but it was a close shave. The plastic.