I'm the victim here. She said this trip would be our cocoon, us separated from the world. Of course, she would say that. She will emerge a beautiful b...tterfly and I'll be a gruesome moth with a cotton panty fetish.We were nearing Seattle when I began exposition: Seattle was hit hard by the recent "Hipster Flu Epidemic," losing almost half its population but still vibrant unless you have the dreaded hipster gene. Oddly, the Flu didn't kill per se, but did lead the main hipster to leap to his. You take a heavy-duty plastic bag fill it with the desired weight of sand, fold the bag up to minimize spillage, then wrap the hell out of the thing with duct tape. I made mine in a rectangle shape so they would fit neatly into my pack. Each one had 10lbs of sand and was wrapped with a whole roll of duct tape. This made them super durable, I had dropped them a lot with no holes visible yet. I got an OK when I told him it was 50lbs.As I put the last one back into the pack there was a tap on my. She left without saying anything and we too corrected our dress and went to the exhibition and acted normal and we are in great tension that whether she will tell anyone but she didn’t say anything to anyone and acted very normally but she didn’t speak with aarthi also and she was staring at me all time.Then the exhibition got over and mohini said she will come to aarthi’s home to look the sales in the exhibition and left. Then me and aarthi was feeling so awkward as she saw us and I asked. Dadaji mummy ke bagal mein let gaye. Aur meri mummy ka blouse ka sara button khol ke faila diya.Meri mummy ne bra nahi pahni thi. Unka nanga sthun dadaji ko dikh raha tha. Dadaji ghur ghur ke meri mummy ka sthun dekh rahe the. Aur ek hath niche karke apne lund ko sahla rahe the. Dadaji ne ab apna hath upar kiya aur mummy ka ek sthun ko pakada liya.Aur dhire dhire sahalane lage hath ferane lage. Dadaji ke is harkat se meri mummy machalne lagi aur unke muh se ‘Aahh’ ka awaz nikalne laga. Dadaji.