I was clean bowled by seeing her in night dress. God, she was damn sexy. I can clearly see her cleavage. I’m unable to put my eyes away from her. Sh... observed me checking her out a few times. But, didn’t say anything. I thought this as a good sign.Finally, after two hours she asked me what happenedI said, “What?”She said, “Why are you behaving like this today? You’re not like this before.”I asked, “What happened?”“You’re looking at me in a wired manner today. ”“You’re so beautiful today.”She. The later almost every morning! To me I felt they were having an affair. My suspicion was aroused when she acted strange when I wanted her mobile. Then one day I saw some sexual and romantic texts on her phone. I kept an eye for a few more days and they continued. Eventually I tackled them both and they denied anything was happening. Rick said it was simply a bit of messing around it meant nothing. He promised it will stop. Anyway we remained friends but their texts and I later found out. The combat veteran of bloody wars in the Holy Land stripped the remaining clothing from the older female’s body with spirited relish at violating her feminine dignity. After all, the pair were criminals and their class status made them subject to his desires as that was his granted right on his own land.He had to admit the older woman was still an attractive bitch and that her glorious bush was of a nature that attracted his personal passion for carnal relations. The daughter was still wearing. I had a few misgivings that the glasses framing my face probably denied my attraction to the outdoors and sports, but felt good that sitting in the booth probably made me look taller than I am. I do know that looking in her eyes did little to help slow the pace of the thoughts that were suddenly urging me to action that would meet with disapproval under my mother’s socialization training. We sat there and talked a long while, but eventually I decided to take her home so we could both get a good.