Those same ducks were floating on the still water of the pond when we reached the little cave in the hillside above it and looked down across the pond... to the valley and beyond to where the ugly towers of London marred the landscape."Tommy," she said quietly, "I can't believe a place like this exists so close to London, it's beautiful."I took her hand as we stood quietly together for a moment and breathed in the fresh, country air."My boss owns it, mum." I told her, "He told me about it and said. ." He interrupts her mid sentence to say "then why is your hand rubbing against your panties?"She looks down, and had not realized she had been doing it, the excitement of the situation had gotten the best of her, and there was no hiding the fact she was wet, to the point where her little cotton panties visibility had changed color due to the wetness.She looked up at him, fear in her eyes from being caught, "I don't know what happened, I,I, ummm, It must just be the heat"He asks "the heat. .. we didn't exchange numbers but at the same time to be honest I didn't really wanted to meet her again because I was scared at people judging me. First I was lesbian and with an older woman? I wasn't ready mentally to face my whole world with those entire new things in my life.At work, Gerry called me right of the bat in his office. I was nervous about getting a bad news about my dinner last night for the BWP Foundation. He told me he wasn't surprised at all by the effect I had on all the BWP. None of the family members are able to conceive any child like me and they decided to go to their Gurudev at Rishikesh.My story is always a sex fiction so the reality is a rare thing. My mom after the death of my father was a widow but her beautiful figure misunderstood at the age of 43Yr. as my younger sister and all the members of my family pressurized her to behave as virgin young lady not as widow.After reaching at Rishikesh their gurudeva residing in a hut told them they have to get the.