I, well we, still didn't know how much cash was involved. The girls' father squirreled money away in investments all over the bleeding world, more tha... half the bugger well hidden according to the girls. Karen had told me it would be years before they sorted it all out.I offered my help but the girls told me they were having fun locating it all. I kind-a shrugged and let the girls get on with it, after they told me that they were enjoying the challenge. I could always go through all the papers. He really wanted to sell that damned wagon that had been taking up space for months, but he was not going to give it away. I could see the determination in his eyes as he suggested $90. Wonderful, now I knew that we were working toward a price that I could live with. I offered $30, but I was slow to mention the number. I scratched my head and rubbed my jaw for a while before mentioning the number. Jones now knew that I seriously wanted the wagon, and he was sure to be able to unload it at. “Yes,” he said as he turned me and unpacked it. He pulled a big garland of jasmine flowers and put them in my hair with a pin. I loved the attention he was giving me.I turned to look at him studying my head and his gaze went down and right down my blouse. My braless boobs were held in the white choli like ripe fruits, ready to be plucked. His gaze was like he was trying to decide which one he wanted to eat first.I giggled and moved away saying, “Dirty old man.” He laughed and replied, “What. She knew I was wondering if she is wearing any underwear. I blushed as pink as I ever could and then continued. Slowly and with gentle pressure, I massaged and applied the lotion over her milky slim sexy thighs.First one above and then the bottom, and soon my fingers were just 3 to 4 inches away from her panties. I was nervous if I could go further, but there was no sign of protest from her either. I took the bottle and squirted a few more drops of lotion.Then massaged further up. I mean down.