This is not exaggeration, this is based on my story of 1993. I feel
ashamed, cause she my cousin sister. I shouldn't have done this to
her. I am from South Tamil Nadu.
It was in my semester vacation of my first year, and she was studying
Ninth Std. It all started from this point, in the night before my
sister's marriage, she looked as if an angel. She is a medium
complexion, but...but really beautiful mean it. She was wearing silk
blow and the bottom (pattu pavadai). I was instructed to look after
the kids who were playing on the Marriage's hall terrace. I saw my
cousin sister playing with these kids. The kids were all below 8
years. She came to me and we started chatting about our school,
teachers, friends & teachers (I believe, that's the topic I can
debate with my cousin siste). In the moon shine, I was magnetized by
her physically maturity glooming out of her silk dress, her magnetic
eye, magical smile, her makeup and costumes carved the novel picture
of Cinderella in my heart. I also noticed her boobs bubbling to new
heights. This was the first occasion I am talking to lonely for about
45 minutes.
