While on campus I'd wear something comfortable and even atouch stylish, but Zeke had loved seeing me in my Cleaveresque dressso much that I now had a ...loset full of them. Each day I'd slip intoit and immediately it would help me fall into that housewifementality.By the time Zeke came home from either the research group or one ofhis classes, I had a full dinner on the table waiting for him. Thecookbooks he bought were cute, but I replaced the outdated Joy ofCooking and the New York Times 1961. Mere nipple, fir meri nabhi ko jeebh se chaat-te hue choosa to laga jannat mil gayi. Nabhi se jeebh chaat-te hue wo meri gotiyon tak jeebh le aayi, aur lund pakad ke kaha-Wo dono: Aap chaaho to hamare muh mein peshaab kar do.Fir hum teeno bathroom chale gaye, aur waha wo dono neeche baith gayi. Fir main unke upar peshaab karne laga. Dono ne mera peshaab piya, aur ek tarah se peshaab se naha bhi liya.Fir main bhi baith gaya, aur dono se kaha: Ab tum dono mere upar peshaab karo.Ye sun kar chaunk. "But I already have a drink!" There I was, standing with a glass in each hand."Yep, you do, one in each hand." He moved around behind me and stood on my right, with his left hand on my back. I looked at him, puzzled.He pointed off to my left. "Look over there, " he said.I did. Suddenly another hand was on another breast, only this time it was moving, gently, and I was getting a feeling that doesn't come from two-fisted drinking. How do these things happen to me? But this one had, so I thought I. Brendan, not knowing what was going on. Where this was leading too?The creep went on to feel her breasts.“Hold them up please.” He ordered, and Donna did, after looking humiliated at Ms. Brendan, who’s look left no doubt at what was expected from her.Holding out her own breast for the man he continued his checkup, feeling her nipples, checking their sizes, pinching them to get them harder.He measured her areolas. “Good, good, not too big ... nice”He clapped her hands away and lifted her breasts.