The doorbell rang and my mom went to open. “These kids are so naughty!” my mom said coming back, “They ring the bell and run away.”I understoo... it was Meera and went out looking. She was standing in the staircase, usually, no one used the stairs on the 8th floor. We sat on the stairs between floors. “What’s the news?” I asked impatiently.She said, “They approved, and marriage is fixed for next year. The engagement is next week.”I was happy and sad at the same time. “Why next year?”She answered,. . ? Oh, Vickiiiii... ?" a throaty female voice called.There's no mistaking that voice; it was the landlady's, Vicki thought dejectedly as she slipped into the robe, hurriedly buttoned it and then gave her hair several quick pats."Oh, there you are, honey," the voice gushed as Vicki approached the windowed kitchen door with a forced calm that belied the inner turmoil she felt."I hope I didn't interrupt you?" the older woman continued. Then, not waiting to be invited in, she opened the door,. Now she drew the box before her like a shield as everyone looked at her."Cassie, you really look beautiful in that costume," Mrs. Radson said."Anybody got a pair of sunglasses so it doesn't freakin' blind me?" Richie said with a smirk.Cassie's blush deepened. "This actually isn't ... I-I mean, I wore this just to..." She withered under Mrs. Radson's concerned gaze. "Um ... long story. I just need somewhere private for a few minutes to ... well, you'll see." Oh, um, of course, you can use the. You don't think they madeus, do you?" I'm sure they didn't. They were just a couple of horny guys trying tohustle four attractive women. Did you notice the one guy's pants? Hiserection was huge." We both giggled. The four of us sat at the barsipping our drinks and chatting until our table was readyIt was nearly 9 PM when we got home. After putting away our purchases,Danielle took me in her arms. We kissed each other tenderly. "I can'twait to see you in your new outfit. I'll get changed in the.