“Then her father can bloody pay,” I insisted.“He’s dead you fool,” she replied, “Dead this ten years, my useless spendthrift son is Lord n...w and between you and I I do believe he is bankrupt.”“You poor cow,” I commiserated.“We could be cast out on the street,” she said.“No no husband, no nookie for ten years,” I surmised.“No, indeed, if you must be so crude,” she snapped.“So them tits an’t had no lips on em for ten year?” I queried. “Longer than that, Gerald preferred serving wenches,” she. Surely his fingerprints would be on the bottles, and probably his DNA too. I could see no trace of him on the grass, although there was still a clear indentation where I had been sitting. I continued to ponder the problem for the rest of the day.The next morning I was in half a mind not to go to work. I wasn’t looking forward to another week of sly glances and sniggers. But to my surprise, everyone seemed to treat me the way they had before my calamitous assignation with Claire: the ribald. The day started out with me sleeping in, something I love to do when I can. I finally coaxed myself out of bed and headed for the shower. I walked to the bathroom naked and shut the bathroom door as always; better to keep the steam in. I walked to my full glass enclosed shower (I have a separate Jacuzzi tub for those fun times when I have company) and turned on the water. As I did this the handle broke off in my hand, water cascading out of the shower head. “Shit!” I said to myself. There I. She said are you a guy at all? I felt angry.I just pushed her to wall and grabbed her waist tightly she is slightly moaning ha chinna ahah..Hmm.(tanani godaki anichi gettiga nadum patukunna tanu mulagadam start chesindi ah ahhmm ani)..I removed her saree and blouse her boobs are looking like water melons waiting for me with one hand rubbing left boob and with my mouth biting the right boob and nipples.(tana half saree ala tesano leda tana sallu nannu pilustunattu chusta unay tana blouse open.