Our bond was good nothing sexual until the birth of her second child in 2013. 8 years after her marriage, she was plump, baby fat from her two pregnan...ies, 36 size breasts, a jiggly ass which would make you look again and again. Her large shoulders and wide hips made her waist look a bit smaller. She looks like a voluptuous sculpture. A perfect Indian Milf with just the right amount of fat on the waist, that’s exposed when she wears a saree. Surprisingly, she started to wear t-shirts and pants.. When I got home, I decided to get some help."Hello?" Hi mom." Grace, it's nice to hear from you. What do you want? I can hear it in your voice." Well, I'm having a problem with Barry." What did you do?" Why do you always assume it's me?" I know you and I know Barry. What did you do?" He's treating me terribly. He tells me I'm a lousy cook. He says I'm not that interesting. He even took some other woman to the opera because he said she knows more about it than me." He what?" I had to hold the. “Or else we’re going to shoot your friends and then open fire on you. And none of us want that.”Shit. The clock had been set and there was no undoing it now. A gunfight was all but inevitable. However, I didn’t feel near prepared enough. We would have little advantage without Jimmy’s assistance, and poor Benny might suffer the most. Jimmy needed more time, but I’d just squandered my last chance to give more to him.Slush.Ah, that’s the sound I’d been waiting for. And fuck me, what a comforting. Roger continued with his report and I checked and corrected the next episode of our life here. It ended at the point where the sentence was announced by the court. Suddenly I burst into tears and started crying wretchedly. The others thought that it was because I was going to write about the whipping but all at once homesickness overcame me. I longed to be back in my safe little world. Without really knowing the cause of my problem, Sumala lifted me on to his lap, put his arms around me and.