Had breakfast and dad went to office and I used to hug her whenever I had chance and was enjoying her body and one afternoon, while she was preparing ...lunch, I went behind her and hugged her from back by grabbing her waist.She shocked, but did not ask me to remove my hand. I was speaking with her in the same position for around 5 minutes. I got bulge in my shorts. She said now days you are hugging me frequently and I replied should I not hug you? Mom you can my son and I then kissed her cheeks. Everyone else at the dinner was sitting around, chatting about things. It was still Tuesday evening, November 24th. ‘You okay?’ Teresa asked. ‘Yeah… yeah.’ Cindy said. ‘I just… I just felt this… very powerful vibe…’ ‘What’s it about?’ asked Teresa. ‘It’s like… I felt Don’s presence at the party he was going to tonight… and it was like a ‘Eureka!’ moment he was having…’ said Cindy. ‘Want to call him?’ Teresa asked. ‘No, I didn’t get the sense he was in trouble,’ Cindy said, ‘like that night of. In doing so, space below expanded more. Her cleavage along with her small bra was visible. From sides, her nipples were also slightly visible. It was just like the dress Disha Patani wore the last Filmfare awards. I opened her navel button too. I wasn’t sure but I noticed a slight smile on her face.I told her that I will stay at her place for the next three days. She didn’t reply. I got furious, caught her by her hair and said, “You have to reply bitch.” She said, “Sorry.” We reached her. She turned and admired herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her door. Even after a full night, she looked good: her long, tousled black hair framed her face, green eyes glinted as she smiled at the thought of what the day would bring. Her lush, 23-year-old body looked as good as she remembered from when she was 18: graceful neck, long, slender arms, large D-cup breasts with dark nipples slightly hardening as she looked at them, her tight stomach punctuated by the oval of her navel,.