The name of the song was, ‘If You See Kay’. People all over the area started calling radio stations and requesting it. It took weeks for the DJs t... figure out they’d been had.”George laughed. “That’s funny. ‘If You See Kay’. ‘F. U. C. K.’ You couldn’t say ‘fuck’ on the radio 65 years ago. Pretty clever.”“I looked it up,” I said. “True story.”Kay saw me checking out her tattoos. “Do you like ‘em?”“They’re fascinating,” I said.George snorted. “You mean they’re bizarre. It’s okay. She knows. My parents asked me to attend the function.I did not inform anyone about my plan and landed at Ahmedabad a day before. I reached Shaila’s bungalow at almost 10 pm thanks to delays at Pune airport. She was shell shocked to see me at her door unannounced. I gave her a fake smile showing my displeasure at her behavior towards me.I have a soft hug and enquired about Uncle. He had taken his medications and gone to bed already. I took a bath and Shaila cleared the guest bedroom for me. I came out. On Saturday I went into work to catch up with some paperwork and as soon as I saw the bag under her desk I just had to have a look. I took out all the clothes and put them on her desk. Of course the first thing I picked up was her panties which were white with small flowers on them. I put them to my nose and could easily smell her pussy juices, they were also stained. I inhaled deeply and adored her personal smells. I picked up her bra and looked at the size which was 38E and I sniffed this. Pansy raised his eyesas the elegant woman smiled, drew gently on her cigarette, and crossed her legsagain. This time he heard a soft hiss as the movement of her legs caused hersleek stockings to touch. His answer washeartfelt. "Ooh, yes, Mistress. You look beautiful." The lovely woman wasexploiting his every fetish. His boyclit had jumped at the touch of Millicent'sshoe and now, as her sharp toe toyed with his full balls, a drip of his pentupsissy juice fell silently onto the vamp of her sexy.