After his shower, when he looked through the clothing he had available to change into, he realized that his wardrobe was pretty small. It consisted al...ost entirely of the clothing he had obtained during his stay in Reno. The clothes hamper was overflowing, and the dry cleaning needed to be taken care of as well. Well, it appears that I've found something for the lovely Tina to handle later today.Dale headed for the den, and wrote a note for the ladies. He let them know that he would be taking. I began with pictures then slowly my friends introduced me to blue films.We used to oogle at our teachers and would never miss an opportunity to see their midriff in their saree.Sometimes we would get lucky and get to see their navel as well.Nothing gets me up like a navel show in a saree.I used to intentionally sit in side benches so as to get a proper view.My mother noticed these changes in me and she told my dad.They both decided that it would be best if I was sent back to kerala. So I was. Maya kept crying, inconsolable. It felt so good to be held by Sonia, but her friend didn’t even know why she was sad. She had devoted her whole life to her, hoping that, one day, she might feel something similar, and this was all she got for it.“What’s wrong, Maya?” Sonia said. “I’m here with you, sweetie. I’m sorry you’re so upset.”Maya buried her head in Sonia’s bosom, seeking comfort.“I ... It’s so hard,” she said. “You treat me like ... and in school ... everything is horrible.”Sonia. She drew it to and fro across hands breasts and nipples so that Cecelia might experience its softness until, engrossed by the effort, she found herself presented with breast tip only inches from her lips. She stilled. Hands filled with bosom she squeezed. They rose. Nipple touched her lips. Without hesitation Lydia presented kisses to its sides, its tip, its base and then the other. Its warm stiffness caressed her lips. Cecelia poised in anticipation. Lydia pressed her lips to areola to begin.