After half an hour dad came back home. Dad came in his bed room and saw mom. I was looking at all this from the glass above the door of the bathroom. ...Mom was wearing a short kurti and shorts. The kurti exposed her huge cleavage. Dad asked mom “Where is kunal ??” mom replied that I was sleeping because I have a headache. Dad “Last night was fun, lets replay it again”. Mom gave a small bite on her lip and said ” last night was real fun”Dad came and kissed mom and slide his hand in moms kurti and. This incident happened three months back.I visit my brothers home at madurai.In there home four members in his family…My bro,his wife 33 and his 4th std son and a little baby. My bro was going his office in the morning 9am and return in evening 8pm. There kids where going his school. So me and my anni and her little baby only in home. Sometime she give me her baby for a minute.At that time I use to touch her boobs for carrying her baby.Oneday no one in home.So I mastributing smell her panties.. She was never seen again, that is, until this night. Now I knew what they were chanting as I played. The three words were: Take me home! Take me home! And I knew what I had to do. Still playing my harp at a blistering tempo, I began to walk back to building 617. My audience followed me as I expected them to do. Together we all marched through 607 and down the narrow corridor that carves through the middle of building 617 and out the turnstiles into the parking lot. The warm summer night felt. Do you want to come for a cold lunch here?”“Are you sure?”“Don’t ask stupid questions, Terry.”“Sorry, miss! Thank you, miss.”“That’s more like. Riccardo’s for supper? No speciale just whatever pizza they recommend.“Great!”“OK, I’ll book in a minute. Anyway, see you middayish. I can’t wait.”“I’m pretty excited myself.”“Only pretty?”“Understatement but I wouldn’t want you to get a swollen head.”“Grrr! Goodbye, my Terry.”“Night night, my Grace.”Saturday was a success. Grace made Terry guess at the.