She leads the way to the boxes she needs put in the attic. There's not too many so I tell her I can manage by myself. She says thanks again and goes o...f about her own business. After about an hour I'm finally done and go to seek out my MIL. I call into the back rooms not sure where she is."Hey Amy! I'm all finished. Did you need anything else?"After a few seconds she calls out. "Yes actually can you come back here and help me with one more thing?"I walk into her bedroom to find her lying on the. I was soo sad and I thought everything was over but no I was in another I couldn’t sleep. I lost all my control. Slowly I went to her room. And slowly I put ma hand through her petticoat and touched her thighs and damn she woke and asked ninakk urakkam onnum illeda??? (why are u not sleeping??). I got scared and ran to ma room.2 days passed I came to know that she had told my uncle about that incident, my life was fucked I was beaten. So many advices from many people. I Hated my life at the. LANDSCAPERS plant it deeper.LAWYERS do it in their briefs.LIBRARIANS do it quietly.LOCKSMITHS can get into anything.LONG DISTANCE RUNNERS last longer.MACHINISTS make the best screws.MAGICIANS are quicker than the eye.MAINTENANCE MEN sweep 'em off their feet.MANAGERS supervise others.MARKETING REPs do it on commission.MILKMEN deliver twice a week.MILLIONAIRES pay to have it done.MINERS sink deeper shafts.MINISTERS do it on Sundays.MISSILE MEN have better thrust.MODELS do it in any position.MODEM. The towel that I had d****d over my breasts before I fell asleep last night had fallen off. My huge breasts were completely exposed, and worse, they were slowly leaking droplets. I quickly pulled the blankets up to my chin before returning my gaze to my father. He remained in shock.“It happened to you,” he mumbled. His eyes turned from surprise to sadness.“Dad, what's happening to me, why's it happening?” I asked him, my own voice sounding fearful.Father was anxious. He took a seat in the.