"I have agreed to help with her evaluation, is that okay with you, Nicole?"Nicole immediately shook her head in silent agreement. It was obvious that ...she was scared to death."Okay, well, the first thing we need to do is examine the areas that have been affected, as well as take your temperature and compare it to your earlier readings. Okay?" Nicole nodded her assent. "Okay, how about if you bend over. At night I was lying on the bed, chachi came to the room, closed the door and without switching off the light she went near the shelf and took the pain balm out of it and asked me can you plz apply it. I was waiting for this to hear and I said I will.She removed her sari then slid down the petticoat and a pantie below the navel my cock was already hard and seeing her deep navel it became even harder. She lay on the bed and I sat near her and applied balm on her back. After some time she said me. I know every guy loves boobs, but you loving them makes me feel like a supermodel, just not anorexic. I guess you have mom to thank for my ravishing body; I got it from her. Maybe that's why I made out with you and gave you head so soon because you made me feel so good for liking me in that way. Tell me how my boobs feel now that you've earned feeling them?" Delightful to say the least, twin sister. They are perfect, being soft and fitting for your body too. I'm so glad you already booked this. I got my start as a gunslinger sort of in a sidewise manner. I was born in Missouri, not too far from Branson. It was kind of out in the sticks where Pa had his farm, but we were close enough ta town that Ma insisted that I go ta school. Now, I do not claim ta be a brain or nothin', but I did spend four years in Purgatory, otherwise known as school, learnin' ta read an' write. I ain't sure how much real good it did me, but the learnin' seemed ta stick enough ta git me by.Oh, my name is Jack.