Tyadivshi shanivar hota. aai aani ti mag bolat basli. aai: mag kaay tharla tuza? aatya: tithe jayala railwaycha tikit aata milnar nahi, busne pan laam... padel pan jar skutarne gelo tar kuthehi na thambta pahate gelo tar sandhyakal paryant pochu. tine skuterne jayach mhantalayavar aai thodi nahi nako mhanali pan mag tayar zali. aatyala jayachi itki ghai zali hoti ki tine kapdehi pack karun thevle hote. aai: “he kay itkech kapde?” aatya:”ho tithe aamche kahi astil. aani kedya(mhanje mi)la hyanche. So I helped her take off all of her clothes, but left her panties on. As I was picking up her clothes from the floor and folding them, she asks, “Donny, why am I sitting her with just my panties on?”I said, “Mom, you just undressed. I left your panties on to sleep in. You’ve been drinking a lot and you don’t want an accident now, do you?” She smiled at me and said, “Like this?” She grabbed her panties, pulled them off and proceed to pee all over the wooden living room floor, laughing like. Even now, she was burning with the desire to have his instrument of love-making between her legs with no need for hiding her crush on his deeply religious sense of devotion to duty. She saw the ad for a housekeeper in the daily rag and decided to apply for the job just to be under the same roof as the reverend on a daily basis. In the back of her still developing brain, she was willing to risk her dignity on the chance the reverend would revert to his alter ego personality to sample her. She was also quite smart and despite my few years on her in age could always keep up an intelligent conversation with me which we had the chance to do quite often, as she was my younger s****r Kelly’s best friend, and over at our house all the time. Unfortunately she was ‘off-limits’ with a boyfriend of a couple of years in addition to s****r friend status . . . at least until a month or two ago when she caught her boyfriend rolling in the sand with some other surfers chick. What an idiot! I.