The presents opened. Company has left to go wherever company goes when they walk out of our door. The kids are in bed and the thumping noises have fin...ally stopped so I'm pretty sure they're asleep.Cleanup is relatively easy. The bag of trash needs to go out, but it can wait until morning. Once again I wonder if I should write a thank-you note to whoever thought up the idea of paper plates? I rinse a handful of silverware and load it into the machine.Matt watches as I finish. He's still sitting. She used to do yoga every day. Her stats were 36C-32-36. She used to wear saree well below her navel. With a bucket in her hand of wet clothes, she just called Suresh and said to him.Shobha – Mai chath par kapde sukhane ja rahi hu.Suresh – HmmAnd Shobha went to the terrace. Not expecting anyone to be there, she was singing and moving freely. But then she noticed Sudhir there in his vest and lungi smoking a cigarette. She stopped singing and just looked into his eyes for a moment.Sudhir – Maaf. My neighbour Mrs. Callaghan’s grand-daughter Jenny had came to visit for a few weeks. She comes every other year or so. The last time I had seen her, she was 14 years old, with small budding breasts, braces…not that interesting to a randy 17 year old. But that had been 4 years ago and now the once unimpressive kid had matured into an 18 year old beauty-long, light brown hair, sky blue eyes, those juicy breasts… heaven.By now a very prominent bulge had developed in my pants. I felt I had to. Of course there were other kinds of descriptions of those lips but such prurient references are best, at this point, left out of this story. But she had great lips.Her ‘jugs’, another old PA term, were pretty large with glorious tit ending nipples. They were big nipples and, if anyone ever paid attention to them, few did, very sensitive to touch and even more so to licking, pinching --- you get the idea.Judy had a really nice, rounded, firm looking ‘booty’ on her. In a pair of 9’s, the size.