The other five passengers were our quarry and a husband and wife going to Sante Fe to visit her relatives. At least, Abi had someone to talk to, so sh... would not be too bored. Meanwhile, I was sitting on the roof of the coach and forced to hold on for dear life as we careened down hills, though going up hill was not too bad. At least, I had some overflow baggage to lean against. There were so many passengers that not all of the luggage would fit into the boot.We had an interesting adventure. ..” she said. “I love these little interludes when you take time out to love my whole body.”I kissed her lips. “I love all of you — inside and out.” I made another full-body caress, again stroking her belly and breasts on my way up and back down.Returning my attention to her breasts I resumed pinching her nipples. It was obvious her bra was not built for support but for decoration. Instead of a backstrap it had an elastic cord that closed with a simple hook and loop. The insubstantial cups were. At 14, I did not know a lot about sex other than where babies came from. That was about to change. By the time I was fifteen Uncle Bill had moved in with mom and I. I was Ok with it as it made my mom happy and I enjoyed him being around as well. I was about to enjoy him being around a lot more too. It all came about when I had just turned fifteen. It was in September and school had just begun where I was in the ninth grade. I was rather a loner at school mostly because I considered myself to be. I was almost in tears. I could see that Rekha also looked very down. But Khan was very gracious. I gathered enough courage to ask him if I could invite my wife on stage to meet him as that was our life dream. He readily agreed. Rekha got up with a jump and came to the stage. She could hardly control herself. She reached the stage and actually kissed Khan. He was embarrassed but enjoying it. She asked if he would dance with her. They both danced on the stage. Khan invited me to join but Rekha.