. let's go to my house. I'll fix us something there."Not a smile ... not a single pat on my crotch ... damn she sure took me for granted ... but I was... getting as turned on by what I thought she was thinking as she was.While we drove, she continued to ply me with questions about "bizarre" sex."What's in those movies?" Just the usual, screwing and blow jobs ... just doing away with any semblence of plot." I thought they were kinda far out ... tying up the girl ... and plastic pricks and such!". We kept an occasional watch from that point. We had built a signal fire position with a good way to evade anyone attacking the hut.The next years were quiet and our little community grew internally. We continued to build comfort into the village as well as useful things. My children grew. The boys were tall for their age and my daughter was also. We had crops and food animals. Many meals were taken in common and the three of us talked about living and how to live. Mario's mate, Jani, was. Then Karim whisper in my ears for drinks, I forwarded Rs 500 more. He was extremely happy. It’s a small room with a bed and 14′ color TV with mirror in the wall, two chairs and a table. Nagma and Nazma both were wearing nightie blue & red. Nagma though younger must have a bust of 36 and more heather than Nazma, were as Nazma is quit tall and model like structure both of them watching TV serial with full interest, I make out that both of them were not wearing bra. Their boobs shape is quit. Panties, bra, garter belt, and twopair of sheer stockings. I was made to try on the bra, "just to makesure," and once again, the pretty little girl came in with me "tocheck." While she was in with me, she did a strange thing. Shemeasured my waist, and my hips, too. I had no idea why, until I gotdressed again, and saw them wrapping a white satin corset up. This wasgoing so much farther and faster than I had ever dared to dream, and Istill didn't know whether I wanted to stay on the ride, or.