"After you ma'am." and giving me a look of trepidation she ascended the ladder very slowly."Are you looking at my bum?" she giggled as she reached the...top."Of course!" Okay." Is that it?" she stepped into the half finished converted loft and looked around, all I'd managed so far was to put a window in and board out the floor."Well I'm working on it!" I protested, "And anyway it's only meant to be a spare bedroom."Then she started giggling again when she saw the pathetic looking sleeping bag in. How sad it would be for you to fail now after coming so far!"She kissed the smiling Mr Spiro and left with his valedictory "Kali Nikta" ringing in her ears and the taste of his garlic laden and enthusiastic kiss in her mouth. YUCK! She had always had reservations concerning the use of the tongue at such times! "I bet Douglass's tongue will be super, though, when HE kisses me!" she thought.Thank the Lord it was nearly dark by this time and the street was getting less crowded as she made her way. ... But it did not actually happen this way. I did not cry in the store.For some reason, I couldn't stop crying. At that moment I heard someonecalling my name. I awoke with Daddy shaking me asking to me wake up, saying, "What iswrong!! What is wrong!" Finally I awoke, and when I looked at Daddy, I grabbed him by the neckscreaming, "DADDY... DADDY...I NEED MOM...PLEASE DADDY!" Dad said, "It's Ok, you're back. I'm here." All eyes in the diner were on me, and the waitress handed me a damp. Collapsed on me. In this process, her skirt raised and she wet my pant by her pussy juice. She was out of sense for few moments. When she regained her breath, she started crying. I could not make out the reason, whether she felt bad or her boobs were paining by my kneading. Still she was lying over me and sobbing. I somehow consoled her, she said nothing but jumped from me and saw the wet spot on my pant and increased weeping. I was scared that I had hurt her physically or emotionally, and if.