She never mentioned or said anything, always demure and quiet, never as much as a hint of discomfort. Things became routine now and I too became casua..., moving about often in just a pair of boxers or shorts, the outline of my large dick often visible, yet we maintained our distance. Soon the monsoon started and it would rain the entire day. Our clothes would take time to dry and Shanti soon ran out of fresh clothes. The power supply also became quiet erratic at home and we often faced periods. ”“Oh Hi George, just getting in?”“Yeah Mom, how’s it going?”“Pretty good, you must be starving, want a Killer burger, the one and a quarter pound with fried onions and a salad?”“Sounds good to me Mom, thanks.” So I took a shower and put on some shorts and a shirt and went to the old Gateway which was in a cabinet made for it with a few shelfs and drawers and farted around a bit as she did up the supper.I saw a new internet address about the erotic writers association and how they spoke about. More

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