I dressed nicely and travelled across to the place where this had all begun.I arrived at 9 O’clock so I would finish my meal late and again allow me...to be there as the restaurant closed. I was shown to my table by a different waitress and was unsure when I found that neither Margeurite nor Christy were there that evening. In their place were a young nondescript girl and a stunningly beautiful blonde lady who seemed a little out of place. She busied herself behind the counter but looked remote. I sat on a dusty desk, spread my legs and motioned her to crawl to me through pantomime. She shivered in anticipation, then came crawling excitedly. She stopped at my feet, kneeling with hands behind her back, looking up at me expectedly and, "What now, Miss Emma?" After those well-chosen words, I hyperventilated until passing out. Upon awakening and elated this all wasn't just another recurring dream, I spread my legs even wider while pointing due South. It finally dawned on her and she began. ‘I’m afraid he’ll hate me,’ she explained. ‘Why would he hate you?’ He sort of knew what she meant, things did tend to get awkward if Korey told someone he liked them and they didn’t feel the same way. But who wouldn’t like her? She’s amazing. ‘That’s what boys do when you tell them you like them.’ She paused thoughtfully, ‘I think you know who it is.’ ‘I really don’t know. Just tell me!’ Korey laughed, unwaveringly. He thought there was no point in getting his heart broken by assuming or. Wow, what a play. Seeing this, Rekha and my body were shivering, and we became cold.Mom: What happened? Girls, any problem?Rekha: No problem, mom, we don’t know that you are so open.Dad: Your mom is very hot in sex. You girls asked us to be open, so we are free.Ammu: Yes, dad, we don’t have any problem. We like what you are doing.Rekha: Mom, if you need any help, let us know.Dad: My daughters are grown up so up big that they want to help mom.Mom: I don’t need any help. I can do it myself.Saying.