“But I don't interrupt you when you're rubbing it against your bratty pussy and...”The image of my sister, her petite body glistening underneath t...e shower spray, flooded my mind. Her breasts were small, budding mounds. Her body was so cute. My futa-dick throbbed hard, the blood rushing into it as I stared down into my sister's eyes.Allie would bring that shower head down to her pussy. She'd press it between her thighs and rub her hot flesh. Her eighteen-year-old body would quiver as the spray. We shared the usual smiles and then one day I met her near my office. She was buying some vegetables from a vendor and I had to buy some too. I noticed her standing there and again we said the usual “hi”. I introduced myself to her. Her name was “Shanthi”. She used to work in the building next to ours for another IT company.She had a kid of 5 years and her husband was into marketing. As we moved back to our respective homes I tried to accumulate as much knowledge as I could. She used to live. .. we have our views on mortal women, but not all of us have such an aggressive attitude towards them.”“It is true,” Gary added. “Her mother has been wonderful to my mother, and Fumi has always looked at her with respect.”“Does she know Fumi’s true form, though?” Vamana asked.“No. That is a carefully guarded secret in our family,” Fumi answered.“I will admit that they have been careful with their true identities to the mortals,” Shiva said to the other deities and trying to defend her.“It is. --------------------------------- Alain broke several speed records and four laws during the remainder of his trip to the marina. Blaring horns punctuated his maneuvers, but he never heard them. His mind was lost inside his own memories. Memories in which he was not Alain, but Elaine - a sudden widow who had lost her husband, her father, and her two young boys all in a single mind-shattering instant. They had never even seen the cement mixer that had taken their lives. She had taken a.