They told me that the Babaji was not available today and they will go tomorrow again and also take me. The ‘tomorrow again’ gave me and my cousin�...��s eternal happiness as we all looked at each other with a smile. But the ‘me also’ took away all the happiness.I told my mom that I am not going because of the work. But she told me that we will go home from there afterward and will not return here. All the ways were shut after listening to this. The faces of my cousins were sad and so was mine. But I. Into wet dreams like I'd never seen, and back into the world where I was full of this strange creature's eggs, and loved it. Then I blanked out for the last time, and awoke naked in the river outside of the cave. For a moment I thought the whole thing was a dream, but then I noticed my stomach. I was huge. HUGE. It bloated to an unbelievable degree, I looked very, very heavily pregnant. Like I was having triplets. Maybe quadruplets? I kind of hoped I was still dreaming, since this was pretty. She had two partners of her belonging to different times and had no interrelations. All three of them were now scattered in different parts of the Indian sub continent due to their career obligations. All in their early thirty’s were no dumb heads. They were intelligent smart and successful senior management personalities. Shanthi was head HR in a BPO, Lillian a product manager with an MNC pharmaceutical company & Reshma was chief reporter in a private television channel which was best in. One of our country girl needs is to keep down the level of sexual stress to a point where we can function otherwise. Of course, there are lots of ways to do that and we usually find them and that's what this little story is about, how I found mine.I suppose I was like most girls in discovering the exquisite pleasures my clitty could provide. My fingers and those of my brother had informed me of that very well, and my enjoyment of letting those fingers do the working was fairly unbridled. Along.