She's dead." My mother said.I thought she was joking at first, but then I saw the seriousness in her face. I was in disbelief. My heart was racing at ...he thought I just lost the love of my life. I lost support to my legs, and fell to my knees. Samantha got onto her knees, and put her hand on my back. rubbing softly, it was comforting."I'm so sorry you had to find out like this. She was in a terrible car crash about four months ago. She died instantly," Samantha said.She helped me to me feet. I. Lloyd to come in and find out what was what, Liz came with me. We sat down in his office.“David, I have the results of the tests you asked for. Calling the first two John Doe and Jane Doe, and the last one Betsy Doe, I can say with 98.87525% accuracy that Jane is the Daughter of Betsy, however John is not the father of Jane, but there are enough elements in common that he is related to Betsy’s father, perhaps a brother, or a consanguineous cousin. I felt like a forensic detective while I was. He immediately got inside the pool and started to drink his beer.Mr. Rao: Come on, Shalini. Don’t be shy. If you are shy, then come on in your saree.I kept saying no. Finally, he asked me to get him another drink. As soon as I bent down to give him the drink, he pulled my hand and I fell in the pool. I was so shocked to fall in the pool and I was completely wet. My blouse had become transparent and my nipples were now poking.Mr. Rao: Oops Shalini. Sorry.. But you weren’t coming, so I just. The sensation of sheer nylon on her skin was indescribable, and I spent what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a couple of minutes running my hands up and down her nylon sheathed legs. I was in nylon heaven and I knew from this moment on I would always be her obedient and willing nylons slave. It was my destiny.Suddenly I realised Bethany was talking to me, “Enjoying yourself, darling?”“Yes Mistress, I’m sorry Mistress, It’s just that…” but before I could finish the sentence she.