Ab Nidhi bhi kafi horny ho chuki thi to meine try karne k liye uski thighs pe hath rakha. Ussne pink colour ki skirt pheni hui thi jo uske thighs tak ...i hi thi meine uski thighs par hath rakha or usne resist nhi kiya kiya fir mein uski thighs pe apna hath ferne laga lekin fir bhi usne resist nhi kiya or meri himmat ab or bhi bad gayi or meine uski skirt thighs se thoda upar chada di to ussne mujhe pucha ki yeah tum kya kar rahe ho mein thoda sa dar gya.Par mein janta tha mujhe thodi himmat. Then she gasped. He looked up to see her staring at their reflection. "It's only ourselves," he said."It feels like somebody's watching."He moved away to close the closet door. He turned on the lamp farthest from the bed and turned off the bright overhead light while he was at it."You can't wear that to bed." She undid the belt, and he took the robe. Now he could see through the nightgown, even in the dim light. The areolae of her breasts and the mystery between her thighs were a shade. The possibility of getting more information about their situation was enough to make the trip worthwhile, no matter how weird it got.He arrived at his destination, and entered the quarters belonging to his... Brother? Clone? What? "Brother," he decided. He'd see if the others agreed. Would one week's difference in experience make a significant difference in outlook and opinions? Or would the shared 45 years of memories dominate?His speculations ended as he stepped into the room, and was greeted. "Happy Early Birthday, punkin!" her father shouted. Heads turned around the quad. Somebody clapped.Ali was honestly shocked. She worked her mouth, but no words came out. Her eyes opened wide, moving from her father's hand to the car over and over. "Daddy..." she breathed. "I... I love it. It's perfect... I..." her eyes began to fill with tears. She flew into her father's arms. He laughed a big belly laugh and pushed her back to arm's length. "I love you, punkin." He said simply. He held up the.