Ihr Vater musste lachen und umarmte sie noch einmal. "War doch nur Spaß. Ich würde doch nie gehen ohne dich nochmal ganz fest zu drücken!", scherzt...e er und legte seinen Arm um sie. Ein letzter Kuss auf die Stirn ließ Emilia wissen, dass es nun aber doch Zeit war für ihn zu gehen. "Wir sehen uns schon bald wieder. Versprochen."Emmi stand im Türrahmen und war nun doch wieder etwas traurig, dass er gehen musste- aber inzwischen kannte sie den Ablauf und fand sich damit schneller zurecht als. She didn't care if they did though. She struggled to find the remote in the cushions and when she finally did she shut off her new love bug. She took it off first before lifting herself off of the blue shaft. It left her feeling empty and she touched her asshole and was surprised by how much bigger it was. She took both to the sink and took care of them as the instructions recommended and she placed them on her dresser before slipping into her pyjamas. Climbing onto her bed, completely. But I was feeling that on my part only, talking to, sitting alone or doing anything in her presence was not that casual as it used to be. Anyhow this was my feeling only.Next morning bhabhi had left for her work when I woke up. And the day was as usual. The same day, in the afternoon I went to take bath and I slipped & fell with a bang in the bathroom and got hurt on my left hipbone. It was painful but bearably. As the minutes and hours passed the pain started increasing and my leg started. "You're wondering why I go, aren't you?" she said softly.My reply stuck in my throat. She flashed a knowing smile."I wonder that a lot myself." Why the Catholic church?" I blurted out. "Why not one that's more..."My voice trailed off."More what?" she asked, an impish grin on her face. "More gay?"I was relieved that she could at least find something funny in this conversation. "Well ... yeah."She shrugged. "I grew up Catholic. It's not something you just give up. They're not so bad ... despite.