My Ammi’s ass was so obvious and attractive even in the dim light. I could see it swaying with her every step. Actually, she was wearing only a usua... salwar kameez, but still, nobody can ignore her ass. I was having difficulty walking with my erection.After walking about half a km from our home, Ammi looked here and there and didn’t notice me in the dark and fog. She casually entered a narrow lane that was barely a few feet in width. I got curious now. The lane had houses on both sides. Most of. From the very first day I was attracted to her. Mami used to hate me, why I don’t know. I hardly talked to her. Two months passed. One day her daughter’s birthday happened. Mama told me Ravi as you know there is no one here you and me have to do every arrangement. I said, “Yes” and we both arranged the party and believe me this party was the best party ever thrown by them. After that party we (me, Mama, Mami and her daughter) had our dinner together. We had a brief conversation there regarding. . We can come back if there are things we wanted to do but couldn’t...”‘Like WHAT”“Like HAVE YOU?”“Are You a ghost?”“Does that matter? Can I kiss you?”Kimberly stood there not knowing what to do. Could this really be happening? She knew she was a bit tipsy and her husband was asleep. Perhaps call it boredom. She was talking to a damn ghost. What would be the harm of sleeping with something dead? She was psyched to be talking to Ben again.Ben was what you call a “fuck boy.” Now-a-day’s you’d. They looked to be mostly mares, but there were a few geldings, and one stallion. Adams stayed with us the whole time."Would it be possible to talk to Mrs. Graves?" Ab asked.Adams said he'd see, and left us standing there while he went to the house."What do you think?" I asked Ab."They look good. So do the cattle. I don't know if we'll have enough money to buy them all, though." Let me do the dicker," I said. "Pap taught me a lot about bargaining."Ab and John agreed that I could do the talking.