From Jagirdars and courtiers of yesterday, our ancestors became paupers the very next day. All lands allotted by Nawab were confis**ted by the Indian ...tate after freedom and those lands were distributed to the actual tillers. Our grandfather and his family were left to live on the little savings they had.My father and my aunt (my father’s sister) who were born after the freedom of India, saw a largehouse that was in shambles, fancy clothes in tatters and little to feed the stomachs. My. The summer had barely finished and I noticed my tan fading.I ran a hand over my pubic hairs, they had grown thick and long since the last trim. Lathering up, I took the razor and carefully mowed down the bush, shaving just the bikini line for now. In the small bathtub I simply couldn't get in a comfortable or safe position to consider going any closer to the sensitive folds.I dried off, feeling energized and relaxed at the same time by the bath. Then I grabbed a towel and went into my bedroom,. “A bath?” Interesting. Yet a good idea because it had been quite a while from sweaty New Jersey to now. I remembered the stinky hairy people on the train.She reached forward with a hand and with a reluctant response I reached out to realize she was offering me help up. I stood and smiled shyly of course, the situation so suddenly changing, wondering.She indicated I should follow her and we were off to somewhere down a long, very long hallway. Following I noted her as a nice looking individual,. Fiona sounded really nervous about what she was about to embark on. This could go badly wrong and my actions could cost Fiona her job.The door opened slowly and as it was pushed fully open a man came into view. His face was a picture of shock for a brief moment, then a smirk spread across his face and I knew that Fiona wouldn’t have a problem. Apart from this guys cock that was rapidly growing in his trousers. The guy stepped into Fiona’s office rubbing his cock through his trousers, he stopped.
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