My brother in law came to receive me from the station. He asked me why my mother didn’t come. I explained him that mom and dad went to Madurai. He t...hen took me to their house. This was the first time I was visiting my sister’ house. We nearly left Bangalore and on the outer skirts were located the lavish Bungalow of my sister. As soon as I entered, I had to go for a piss which I was holding for long time .So I made my way through the bedroom to the bathroom. While pissing I heard my sister and. I look at you smiling, asking “how is this my fault?” You look back at me as you say, “I was naked, and still nearly am, in the middle of Times Square; "clearly" this was your fault!” I pull you close, kissing you tenderly; I say “well if I MUST take you lingerie shopping” with a wicked smile on my face.We exit the bus, and the rain starts to let up and the sun comes out. Crossing the street we get caught on an island as the light turns red. While rain still falls the clouds part slightly. "What a day for unexpected turns.When I got home that evening, I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat at the computer to try to run down archived news stories from the fifties. It took a while but I finally located a short news item about a missing woman, age twenty-three, by the name of Anna Bushkowski. She'd been seen last near her residence (which was now my residence) wearing jeans, a purple sweater and saddle oxfords. There was a phone number to call with any information. "Yes Mistress," Jenny's voice dripped with desire. "I'd love to," she said, kneeling in front of the chair where my mother sat. I didn't have a really great view, but I knew what she was doing anyway.Miss Squires stood up, walking around her desk as well, and I saw she was naked below her t-shirt. Her pussy lips were dark and puffy, super long as they hung down between her powerful thighs. I loved her big pussy lips and I swallowed hard as they rubbed together when she moved. Miss Squires.