Starting with the downfall of Muskan, the mother.As you may already know, Muskan was from a simple family. The first time I saw her was when she visit...ed my house with her father. She was much older than me and always treated me like a younger brother. She was 19 when she became my caretaker.After paying her salary for a few years, my father asked me to take care of her salary. I didn’t mind that. Muskan was an honest woman who always said she would repay me one day. She decided to get married. After a few more steps my breasts and all the rest of me were now bathing in the bright light of our front porch. I looked back and saw Hubby thoroughly enjoying the view of my back side. His eyes widened as I smiled, threw out my chest, and pressed the doorbell.Footsteps and excited voices… It was surreal watching my door open then looking into the face of our friend, Jim. Well, I would say “looking into the eyes” of our friend Jim, but his eyes were elsewhere and who could blame him! . .AM. . . HOLMES! I am objective! I am inCONTROL!"It required a monumental effort, but Holmes ultimately succeededin regaining at least some semblance of his famous control. Objectivity, on the other hand, proved to be, by far, the moredifficult attribute, as this attack had been visited upon Holmes'very self image and most basic identity. Even the great Holmes,champion of rationality and cold logic, found it difficult to beobjective about something so personal, something so. Dee felt the need to smoke or a joint and that reminded her of Vic. Her pussy began to get wet. She took a deep breath to calm herself. Then she received a shock! Vic was there standing in front of the stands. He was looking at her. Dee's heart leaped! Vic motioned for Dee to meet him. Dee glanced to see if Pat noticed anything. He was engrossed in the game. Dee excused herself and slowly walked down and to the back of the stands. "Hi Dee. I have a surprise for you," Vic said with a smile..