I was waiting for the clock to show 6. At last the clock showed 6 and I went to her house with lot of plans for that day.But that day her son was at h...me. So we went to the terrace and decided to do everything there. As her son was watching TV, he will not be able to hear anything. In the terrace, we started undressing each other. We laid down on the floor hugging each other. We French kissed for 10 minutes. Then I got up but she was still lying on the floor. Then I took my cock and placed it. Her boutique was a premium one and very well done up. She was happy to see me and I was stunned. She wore a full dress and had set her hair. She looked gorgeous. We chatted for a while then she suggested a nice restaurant where we headed to.We ordered some drinks and started with general chats. Slowly we moved to more personal aspects of our lives. She revealed that she was separated a few years back and her ex-husband was in Delhi. She moved back to Dehradun with her parents and started her. .. but too smalldown there..." she said. Cynthia's eyes blinked."Mum... how do you know that?" she asked."A mother can tell," she said looking at her daughter...lovingly.Cynthia sniffled a bit. "He's so fantastic with down there with hismouth. I can cum over and over and over. He's just...not big enough forme. He's 5 inches..." That's OK. He's a small fellow. That's actually average. You needsomething... bigger to satisfy you... don't you?"Cynthia nodded... sipping on her drink again. She,. I spent just abouteverything I had on the motorcycle. I'm broke and homeless. What am Igoing to do?"Michelle started to cry.Dr. Vinci looked down at her."Please don't cry. I have a solution. You can move in with me. I have abig house with lots of room and that way I can keep an eye on you,until your breasts heal up." Oh, no, Dr. Vinci. I couldn't. Maybe, if you could loan me a littlemoney, I could get another room and try to find a job. I'll bet I couldbe a cocktail waitress. Everyone who sees.