As I already told you that we were living together, we have two portions in our house upper one is where my brother and his wife use to live and we ha...e our rooms down stairs. My bhabi (wife of my brother) is very beautiful, cheerful and nice lady, she was very frank with me and use to spend time with me chatting, or watching movies sometimes and all that, it was quite normal and I never thought anything wrong about our relationship.After the departure of my brother for two or three months She. I knew that she liked long foreplays, and so did I. She blushed a little.I caressed her arms, smelled them and planted small kisses on them. The look on her face was so sweet, her smile was majestic. I planted a kiss on her lips, the atmosphere was getting tense. I pushed her gently and helped her lie on the bed and kissed her on her lips again, this time sucking on her lips, and she responded well. Slowly, the kiss turned into a deep one, with our tongues rolling on each other, our eyes. This one didn’t fall aside. It merely exploded, smoke pouring into the air, alarms wailing throughout the ship.“Ollie!” I and Tjen screamed.The flying machine swept overhead again. Another engine exploded.And for a single moment, the flying machine and the slow, poorly aimed heat ray on the Titanic’s deck were as perfectly interlocked as if a line drawn by a ruler connected them. In that single moment, Ollie pressed his thumbs down. For a single moment, heat struck the KKK’s flying machine –. One she was often mocked for... a mixture of late sixties and early seventies...aka her musical hero Janis Joplin whom she looked a lot like... although only older adults ever made that connection, her peers not having a clue who Janis Joplin was, or thinking Big Brother was a lame reality show, and not a great late-60s psychedelic blues band.That said, unbeknownst to her peers, she usually sported some unique fashion beneath her hippie rock-ish attire: she wore sexy lingerie that no one except.