In a softer,slightly higher voice I said, "Won't you please come in?" I closed thedoor behind her. "Please, sit down. Would you like some coffee?"L...sa studied me as I silently made a cup for each of us. As I broughtthe cups to the table, she wanted to know more. "Well? Who are you?Where's my brother? You look famiar somehow..." I knew at this pointthat if SHE didn't pick up on it immediately, then I stood a chance ofpulling this off. "I'm right here," I said, in my normal voice. . But the following months became hard. One day our milkman(harish) approached me and told that he would also sell breast milk to a nearby orphanage home and told there was much demand for it. He told that he would pay 400Rs per day to the ladies who gave him breast milk. I gave it a thought and since I had to pay the school fees for Ram, I agreed to give him.Next day he came, and I gave him a bottle of my breast milk which I had milked it an hour before. But he didn’t agree to take it as there. The thought of dressing upin costume brought back wonderful memories, but the dance made meuneasy, since the few friends I had had no interest in dances,especially ones where shy boys might be asked by a girl to dance. I wasunsure if I would go. And if I did, what I would be. I talked it overwith mom, and her face lit up like sunshine. She said she knew theperfect costume, but would not tell me what it was, saying that shewanted it to be a surprise. I enjoyed surprises, and trusted my. Yves on the other hand, is here,with me, and still, sees someone else.” “I think you are over reacting, anyway, all you have is a summer flirt, and it’s not like if you are getting married.” She put the glass on the ground and laid down on the sunbed. I got a good look at the smooth curve of her pussy and how the bikini showed off her slit. I sighed and closed my eyes. “God, I can feel him on me, his hands, and his lips. You know, he loves to eat me out before he fucks me,” said Kelly. .