This funny incident started on a fine Friday afternoon in an apartment at Indrapuram, Ghaziabad when Rita (a horny house wife), called Mahesh (her lov...r) for her her daily afternoon sex ritual, when her husband Ravi was not around.Let me tell you about my characters a bit more elaborately, so that you may visualize them better.Rita: A hot Indian bhabi, huge boobs, milky white skin, long dark hair, big hazel eyes, small lusty lips a perfect (34D, 28, 34) and always in a saree.Mahesh: Rita’s. .She squirmed around as best she could but could only feel the cool air caress her and in no way was able to touch herself! The feeling of just the air was maddening! She had been there for what seemed like forever, and the burning desire for sexual attention was becoming more and more intense, when she heard what she thought was an unusual noise,... was it just her imagination? Or was it something else.? She was. " Abruptly, Ykir stood up from the table, pushing the chair into the cabinet. "Lunacy and genius are often difficult to tell apart. I will watch what happens for the next few centuries before I make any conclusions. Like I said before, this world is our laboratory--we need to experiment if we are going to learn. Take care not to let any grow too powerful. Even with your obedience built in, they could still rise against you--if they thought it was in your best interest. Until later, then..." And. I quickly located an ideal candidate and began heaving and pulling it out of the woods and onto the beach. In a few minutes I had pulled the log up a few feet from the fire pit and I relaxed on my new-found seat, breathing heavily from exertion.Once again I realized that I had a bit more work to do before I could relax. The sun was nearing the horizon and I wanted to finish up by dark. While I was working in the woods I recalled that when I had the close encounter with the arrow I had been.