So because of that only vaishali and her daughter sonu used to be at home aloneand one day while walking i purposely grabed her ass to check her react...on as soon as i grabed her ass she took a deep breath and then she looked at me and then i said im sorry it happend accedently she said its ok it happens some times but that i came to know that she is very much sex crazy. every day i used to deram about her that how will i fuck her etc...then i also started visiting her house daily and one day i. They get upset?” she said.“And why would they get upset?”“Because I say something they don’t want to hear? {Because I don’t always sugar-coat things?}”“Hm. Maybe it’s different for you. I find that the reason people get upset in a conversation is when a misunderstanding occurs. You could see how a misunderstanding might be upsetting, right Prez?”“Will...” her voice was dangerously low.“This Skill is great for preventing misunderstandings. Because it makes it impossible to misunderstand. .." Trish continued to brush my hair. I guess she wasn't so muchinterested in my hair. Probably she was just chatty.She parted my hair at the top of my head and then in the left part, shebraided an orange ribbon and into the right - the white one."I will look girly in it," I complained."Nothing girly," Trish said, "just a way to put more school colors onyou."Then she dabbed with a sponge something wet over my face."Are you painting me?" I was confused."Er... am-m-m... not..." and then she took. Mind if I come in?” She replied in that sexy voice of hers.“ Not at all, Please do.” I offered her a beer as I watched her graceful form breeze into my living room. She was wearing a black pinstripe business suit with black stockings and heals. God she looked incredible. She looked around my modest living room with an appraising eye as she asked: “What do you have?”“Lakefront ESB and McSorley’s Pale.” She turned to me with a smile.“McSorley’s.” We sipped our beer making some awkward small talk.