Your mood will be set.”I liked the idea. The next week, I and my wife had to attend an official party of my boss. So, at the weekend we thought to g... and purchase some new saree for her.As I went with my wife to the mall, I suggested her to change her style from saree to something more modern. She asked me why. I asked, “Why not try jeans and top?”She said, “But I have never ever worn jeans in my life.”“That’s why I am saying. The wives of all my colleagues are modern and wear modern dresses to. They stop five steps in, staring at the scene, the large wall mirror giving them a full picture. Claire, her face reddening, begins to cross her arms over her breasts. Kathryn touches her back with a finger, drawing it slowly down."Stand straight, pet," she says softly. As the young girl drops her arms, Kathryn reaches out and slips the shirt off her shoulders. Claire moans softly and a tremble carries down her exposed body. Letting the blouse dangle from a finger, Kathryn turns aside and. They started down the aisle first, stamping passports as they went and we followed. Thirty minutes later we were done and the seventy five from Morton were finding seats. All the gear had been stowed in the baggage compartments, including mine along with Malinda’s, Hanna’s and their camera men.There were the final hugs and passionate kisses for my mates at the bottom of the stairs; all of them had shown up even after the goodbye at home and pecks on the cheeks for two little boys who were. I was like a big tool invading my uterus like the one the gynecologists use. I felt his hands on my velvety flabby ass cheeks as he held them to adjust his angle.I again shuddered at its reach as it reached into my lower belly now. Suddenly I reflected on God’s unique opportunity given to me in having a part of me back in me again. I felt powerful like goddess Kali who had annihilated his son. I felt like Rati taming him. I felt like the daughter of Brahma who had enticed her father to.