After my bro had kissed my wife to his hearts content and had fondled her body completely he slowly lowered himself kissing her neck. His one hand had...engulfed my wifes right breast while he brought his mouth to her left breast. Very delicately he held my wifes left breast in his other hand and kissed the big brown nipple. My wife felt like she was in seventh heaven. After he has kissed its entire softness he took the nipple in his mouth and sucked it nice and hard yet very delicately. Then he. The TVwas on in the background but they were not watching it.Maggie was on the telephone, she was smiling and as Ientered the room she said, 'Oh here she is now, do you wanta word.'The answer must have been positive as she handed me thephone. I held it and listened. 'Is that sissy Lucy my wimpbrother in law?'I knew that it was Marie who was Maggie's younger sister.She was about a year younger than Maggie but she was a loudand crude. Her daughters Kylie and Britney were the sameage as Emily as. He’d wanted to see her, of course. Somehow he couldn’t quite gather together his courage and telephone her. He worried about her. Living in London through the Blitz was dangerous. Thousands had died. He’d had messmates who had learnt that their family, be it mum and dad or wife and children, had been obliterated by the nightly bombing. London, Coventry, Bristol, Plymouth and many, many more, they had all suffered the devastation of modern warfare. And then there was her. She probably had a. "Perhaps the 250th time will be different from the 249th," she said. "I've told her and told her. You've told her at least once and probably more than that. I think, realistically, she knows it. However..." Yes," I replied. "There is always the 'however.' I am unsure why she chooses to perpetuate the myth but I'm certain she has her reasons. Perhaps we could convince it is OK to believe that it is safer not to advertise it."Linda cocked her head to the side."Do you really think that she could.