Divya, however, was the one who would calm me down. She would pull me into her arms whenever I shouted. I felt little relaxed. She used to rub her pal...m on my forehead and it no doubt relaxed me all the more.Every Sunday, we cousins used to spend time together, no matter what. One such Sunday, in December, last year, when Kusum and Rajat had their pre-board, I decided to give them practice tests in the afternoon and also to Rik and Nik who had their 10th finals shortly. Divya was free after her. She told him about the Ministry people, including a heavily edited version of her meeting with the woman. He, in turn, told her that there would be a meeting of the Board of Governors in two days, and that the primary orders of business there would be acknowledgement of the new member of the board, election of the new chairman, and an address by that chairman. He advised her to write and practice that speech. There would be a less formal meeting before that one, where she would sign the. Using her height and strength, Stephanie, fingered me roughly, while guiding me back towards the door, encountering zero resistance from me.Instinctively knowing what was expected of me, I leaned invitingly against the door frame, my arms reaching towards the heavens and my legs spread wantonly. Stephanie dropped to her knees, her fingers pulling the loose garment further over my hips, revealing my sparse bush. She tried removing my underwear completely, pushing them further down my thighs. We'll need a pail."We went down into a small cellar that was dug under the north side of the ranch house. There was a door with strap metal hinges that just swung closed. This was where we had stored the vegetables. Sand had been brought in and covered the floor. There was an air vent that went up the outside of the house. The whole area was cool and dry.Kenny got his bearings and started digging. It wasn't long before his shovel clinked something and he got down on his knees, pawing the sand.