Married little dark colour but attractive face her eyes are best feature in her. She staying little bit away from my home. Our office timings are same...at a same time we are also going to temple in same time in the morning. This happens regularly. There is no any conversion between us.Days passed on one tuesday i reached to temple she is bit late after pooja i had habit to sit in temple. Usually she distributing prasad given to me also i just laughed at her she too. Later we left the place and i. Not the man who raised the oyster to his lips and extended it for her to judge its freshness as she passed by. Nor the cart of tonics -one for every ailment known to man- as it rattled across the street. Her eyes were focused on the truck parked two blocks down. She knew every corner of it by heart -the bed lined with scratched wood and filaments of hay, its taught leather seats, the smell of his tobacco that lingered even though the cabin was open to the air. Her heels clicked unsteadily on. We will serve you.’ Alan and Eric looked at each other and smiled. They got up and went to the table as instructed. The women sat the platters down. First they tossed the salad. Then, they pulled a cutting board and knives from one of the platters and placed it in front of them. Then Jennifer lifted her apron, making sure the men could see what she was doing, and extracted a cucumber from her pussy. The cucumber glistened from her pussy juice. Angela followed suit and lifted her apron, and. She snapped on the light and quickly jumped back. ‘What’s this mess?’ ‘This is the rest room, of course.’ ‘I can recognize the fixtures,’ Robyn said. She tapped her dusty shoe against unlabeled brown jugs on the floor. Grainy white powder dusted the sink. Smelly yellow liquids were splattered over everything, even the toilet seat. Miss Warren spoke up. ‘This is also our darkroom.’ She pointed to the tangle of rolls of negatives on the slippery floor. ‘This is where Barry develops our film and.