.."I froze with my cock in my hand. Shit! I forgot to lock the door. When she saw me, she screeched, "Oh, my!" I didn't know if I should shit or go bl...ind, so I all I could do was straighten up in bed and cover my crotch with her panties."Mom, what are you doing," I screamed."I'm so sorry, Billy," she said apologetically, "I didn't know you were..."What could she say? 'I didn't know you were busy jacking off with my panties, you sick pervert!' We both stared at each other, not knowing what to. Sharma uncle had never done this to me. I was very much enjoying the treatment uncle was giving my boobs.When he pulled back from them, I was flushed red and aroused so much that I could feel the love juice leaking freely from my pussy. I was sitting on uncle’s thigh. The moment I got off his leg, we noticed a big wet patch on his white pajama. “Well, what is this Sweta?” Uncle asked me, making me feel bashful all over.“Um,” I blushed even harder and looked down in shyness, causing him to laugh. ‘You shouldn’t worry about that.’ reassured Danny. ‘The same studies showed that girls who wear micro-skirts have up to 200 times the self esteem and confidence of girls who don’t. Believe me when I say that’s these girls know what they are talking about and if you started wearing these sorts of clothing everyday you would feel so much better about yourself. You would be able to laugh and flirt openly with people and feel nothing but a satisfying glow inside.’ Danny’s words came as a revelation. The Derma patcher and tissue regrow procedures of medical never considered pigmentation, mainly because it was something that equalized on its own after a while.But while the spots of treatment and restoration were still visible, it hinted at the terrible ordeal he had to endure.I could clearly feel that the torture and that experience somehow even deepened his commitment and loyalty to the fleet and of course to the Tigershark. “Morning watch standing down, Captain. There are no unknown.