Veena: “Come on. seriously?”Me: “What?”Veena: “Achanak se pillow kyun le liya?” and then laughed again.Me: “Bas aise hi” too shy to re...ly anything else.Veena: “GF ka bura haal ho jaata hoga agar aisa hai toh” and gave a naughty smile.Me: Laughing, “Aisa kuch nai hai”Veena: “Waise what made you bring that pillow?”Me: “Kuch nai, bas aise hi”Veena: “Come on, jhoot mat bolo”Me: “Okay, When you tied your hair, that was really good” i said in a shy manner.Veena: “really ,whats in that” and she raised. She needed some help at her place. Ready to oblige I agreed.The next Sunday she took me to Nazia’s place. It was just a few minutes drive away. Saira Introduced me to Nazia who was the same built as Saira but 6 years younger. She lived alone since her husband worked in Dubai and would come on a vacation once a year. I helped her with her chores. She then requested me to help her set up a Skype account on the new laptop her husband had brought. I set it up for her. I showed her how to use the. . ?" Shhhh. Come with me."I led the adorable Asian teen out of my daughter's room and down two flights of stairs to the family room in our walkout basement. My daughter would sleep blissfully in her drug-aided state, no matter what sort of noise we might make down there."Tamara, it's time we talked."'Talked about what, Mr. Sanders?" Her nervous timbre suggested that she knew the cause of this nocturnal conclave, but I was sure she had no dream of its intended outcome."We're going to talk about. My balls were aching by the time he finished me off. Kyle pulled away. Some of my cream was running down his chin."I better go and get cleaned up," he said to me. Kyle stood up and went into our bathroom. I heard the faucet running and Kyle soon returned to the living room. He said he enjoyed our oral sex and would I like to get together again. I told him that I wanted him again if possible. We exchanged phone numbers. Kyle said he would try and text me around midnight. He left and Carol.