..right?...............................................................A voice was speaking to me, close to my ear."Stacy? Are you awake? Stacy, if yo... can hear me, please squeeze myfinger!"I tried, for whatever reason I did want to respond, but I could not feelmy muscles doing anything."I felt something, I'm sure of it!" said the voice loudly. Then, "Stacy,if you can hear me, please blink your eyes twice."I fought to open my eyelids; I got them open just enough to see a filmygrayish light;. I knocked on the door. “Come in.” she answered. Her voice was soft and sweet. I stepped into the toilet and locked the door behind me, mentally preparing myself for what was to come. “Mmm, how hard did I make you? You can call me Sarah” she told me in a sultry tone as she stepped towards me. “Uh, relatively? I’m Tim.” I chuckled nervously as her hand found my bulge and started rubbing it up and down. “I honestly didn’t mean to arouse you the first few times I bumped into you, but after feeling. My next door neighbours’ are the Ghosh family comprising of the 45 yr old boring husband – Ashutosh, his 36 yr old wife – Piya and their 7 yr old daughter. We used to be real close and often invite each other for dinner or social get togethers. I have always noticed Mrs. Piya Ghosh stealing glances or staring at me when no one else is looking at several of these sessions. Now Piya was a very attractive woman with a sexy voluptuous figure of 36-34-38, long straight hair and beautiful smoky eyes. “Shit. I had just gotten really interested,” Teresa said.Caroline added, “Damn, I was getting a bad stitch in my side again.”Deborah laughed, “Your thighs, you mean.”Caroline chuckled hollowly in the darkness. “There too.”Teresa had found candles by that time and soon lit them. They poured some more wine and soon moved on to the second bottle. Near the end of their first glass of that bottle, Deborah said, “We’ll need some more.”“I set another bottle aside on the counter. You can get it if you.