We took the lift down to the lobby and strolled out of the hotel. I could feel eyes watching us as we left; not on me, but Jay. She looked very sexy i...n her shirt dress that showed off her long legs, firm arse and the tightness of the dress around her tits making her nipples point firmly out. The nice line of cleavage on show was an added attraction. We walked hand in hand past Waterloo Station and onto Waterloo Bridge. The familiar gusts of wind gently brushed us as we crossed. Jay’s short. Kavita came to visit Shivani in the evening after banking hours.Kavita: In the morning, you looked super tired, but now you look much better. What happened? Shivani: I am good, I was a bit tired, but we had one hell of a vacation.Kavita: Tell me everything.Shivani: I can’t. If I do, you will get horny and then call Aakash and insist on sex. I am not in the mood for taking dicks today.Kavita: Aakash will be busy in the factory. There is a major breakdown, and he probably won’t be home tonight. I. This isn’t weird. What’s weird is the way my heart is beating because of it. His hand falters. ‘It is?’ he asks and sounds stricken. ‘You’re Ben,’ I tell him and mean it. ‘Am I really that horrible?’ he makes a pained face and drags his fingers out of my hair. Strands catch gold in the street lamp light. ‘No, it’s just…’ I apologize and the spot where his hand was feels cold now. He lies back, arms flopping beside him. ‘Forget it. Just… forget it.’ I find it strange how defeated he sounds. ‘I’m. My mother was a free spirit, and her freedom meant many lovers, as I found out she bordered on nymphomania, daddy watched as a succession of men enjoyed my mothers gifts, often reducing him like it did me, to wanking himself as they fucked, and mother drained them dry, these men would leave, after having explored her body in ways their own wives could not contemplate.I was watching a Dutch movie and it was about girl, youngish but older than I, having a fixation about her father, the reasons.