I love to make friends.As I was busy in life in foreign for company work, I did not check my mails one fine day I was seeing mails and in that all whe...e asking me the contact number or any mail id of your aunty like that. And one mail was, lovely story man for that I replied thanks and ended and after two days I got a mail again from that mail id and I replied how old are you all I asked.Coming to the story, she was a married women staying in a apartments who is 30 years and looking dam sexy. I noticed a light on in one of the back rooms. I knocked on the door. "Come in" came a woman's voice. I opened the door to find a big deserted room with only an old wrestling ring. Ms. Cruz sat need the ring. "Good, you are on time. I absolutely hate when the new guys are late. First, strip." She said with little emotion. I got to admit I was extremely nervous. Ms. Cruz spoke again in her emotionless tone, "Now get use to being naked around here. No reason to be bashful. First, have a seat.". “How are things going over there?” he asked loudly.Margaret froze and then slowly turned to her son, “I’ve, uhh, managed to make some sandwiches and there’s tea or coffee to drink,” she eventually replied.“Good,” said Jimmy getting to his feet. “Let’s eat,” he announced as he crossed over to the dining table.The women with him followed and Margaret delivered a plate of sandwiches and then, on a second trip, carried a pot of tea and a pot of coffee over. The table already had places set for six. The strange woman stopped and looked at the poodle. Her eyes seemed to glow for a moment and the dog whimpered, cowering. Then the woman came closer, those glowing eyes rising to meet Marsha's.Marsha had never seen a more beautiful woman. She reminded her of someone but couldn't place it. Her head didn't seem to be working right. So beautiful...Mookie's leash dropped to the ground and the dog ran for her life, the image of a huge, slavering three-headed mastiff in her head. She heard her.