In short, no woman has ever made me feel more insecure.Luckily, after the untimely death of her husband, my attitude underwent a complete transformati...on. It was during her period of grieving after her husband that I found a deep affection towards her. My fondness towards her reach the point where it was easy to let Hubby became her gigolo for all intents and purposes. Annika finding both her intellectual and sexual fulfillment in my husband. The two of them, as I rightly guess, years. My mother was surprised but did not want to upset my father as he had a bad temper so she let Munmun do it. This continued and my dad started getting massaged 3-4 days a week. I noticed Munmun used to wear sexy sarees and put make up and stuff the days my dad had a massage. I found all this suspicious and one day decided to look through the key hole of my father’s bedroom while the massage was on.At first I saw my dad lying in his lungi, his back and chest being massaged and just as I was about. I am ready to play with myself, like a boy..........." "Denis, nothing gets me excited like seeing the effect my words have on you..............let's do this, dear.............let's go back to your hotel, I tell you all about it.......................masturbate for me, please, Denis, because you know, seeing you do that makes me so crazy, and we can try out some of our new toys?" It sounds like a lovely way to spend the afternoon ........... n'cest. The older woman had been her nanny since the day she had been born those many years ago. Her mother having died giving birth to her.The girl, her thoughts mixed looked down at the sleeves of her new nightgown and robe, a gift from her dear friend Lucy. Who had just recently died of a mysterious illness? Lucy’s Doctors had tried to save her by giving her newly a developed blood transfusion technic, that had failed to save as she died the next night, her cold, lifeless body found the next morning.