I knew I wouldn't. I was adrift, on remote, led by a yearning set loose, something long-repressed, now free. I didn't know where or how it would end. ...hat was I thinking? I wasn’t. I just went heart forward.Familiar with the restaurant from driving past, I’d never eaten there. Its outside decor proclaimed it too upscale for our family budget. Going in was entering unfamiliar terrain, economic, social and moral.I was scared but fear was part of the enticement. Scanning the parking lot from. I was 18 and was in my first year of intermediate when this incident happened. My brother somesh was 13 years and studying 7th class. My father Sagar was 40 had a small business and my mother Subadra is 34 at the prime of her age. She is a beautiful house wife with great statistics 36dd-34-38. Her assets made every male turn to her. Her beautiful body is doubled with sweet beauty and flesh at proper places. She is a house wife most of the time taking care of family.We used to live in the newly. She’s a walking legal encyclopaedia.”“Who is Prudence?”“She’s my sister. She works for a legal firm. In truth, she does much of the firm’s trickiest legal work, then the partners put their names to it, claim the glory and charge their clients a fortune. She could easily have her own practice but she’s the polar-opposite of Richard: she hates the bureaucracy and showmanship of court. She prefers to work at the coal-face, and the firm values her so highly they let her pick and choose which cases. As if I told you in my earlier story(if u have read that… Titled Bus Journey-the short fantasy) that I hope to meet that women again…whom gave me the first immense pleasure of touching the boob(or rather not say it first.. That’s a secret).I thought that I will have only this experience to share it with you all but after the first experience I was more and more desperate to meet any beautiful women and have more experience. Which happened on 20 Aug 2007 but nothing happened after that till that.