"Jennifer grabbed my hand. Jeremy raised both of his in a STOP gesture, and Sherrie couldn't answer quickly enough. "No. No, no! We are very free tomo...rrow, and if you were willing to put off leaving a little while in the morning, I'm sure little Miss Smarty Pants, here would love to hear the rest of your story." That got all three of them smiling. There was definitely more to this than met the eye, and I suspected I was going to hear all about it, either while Sherrie bathed and got Jennifer. Rest of the kids left for the Town. Nazia told Zakir that now everything is finished well why don’t we show Sonal our farms. I got ready, as I have no ordinary clothes because I came for marriage purpose only. I wore a Lehenga and borrow one of the matching blouses from the girls in the house. The top was only covering my boobs and my belly and waist are purely visible. Then Zakir took me to his one of the farms which were approx 25 km away from the village, We talked about too many stuff and I. The warm breath filled your ear as he whispered, "Well, hello there, Filly" You felt something hard against your ass, as he used your hip to draw you closer. Was it his pistol or something else? The hand moved up, off your hip but still under your nightgown, to caress your soft belly. The other hand trailed around just under your heaving breast. He gently cupped it and squeezed. "Your so soft, warm," he said. His lips teased your exposed neck, sending shivers through your skin. "Come," he. His mom walked towards the lounge and stood between him and the t.v. “Brian I will not tell you twice. Go do it now or I’ll ground you and give your video game console away,” his mother threatened him. “Yes mom,” Brian sighed. Brian was an only c***d living all alone with his mother in an apartment block, on the fourth floor and last apartment to the right from the elevator. He was only 14 years old and same height as his 5 foot 8 mother. He had the same brown hair (hers was also short) , same.