When Bobbie replied with a warm smile that indeed they had, Joyce returned the smile with a warm one of her own and said, "There appears to be some tr...uble."After looking down at tabletop for a moment, apparently to gather her thoughts, she said thoughtfully, "Bobbie, this morning, I think you changed my life. You see, I guess I'm what's referred to as a female media personality." With a very warm grin she continued, "That's another term for a reasonably attractive face, good tits and a trim. “And I like your blonde hair too.”She lowered her hand letting it rest on Sandra’s leg where her short hem ends.“Do you work?” Karen asked, eyeing her next womanly conquest.“Yes, I’m an accountant with Ontario Hydro in Belleville.”“So you’re the one we blame for our high hydro rates?”“No, that’s the Provincial Government.”“I’m in charge of the Nursing School at the Community College,” Karen said.“I used to work at the Belleville Community Bank,” Wendy added.“I work at the same bank Wendy did. Nisha was grooming herself for this special day in our life. She was looking bombshell in one piece black colored sleeveless dress. Her assets were boozing out of the dress, her free and long hairs, dark red lipstick and what not. I saw her wearing new and provocating bikini set she had bought for this special evening.We were ready and were waiting for John. Finally, doorbell rang, I was sitting in the corner of bedroom where Nisha ordered me to be. John came in, I heard door closed again. John. Things were very quick like a children play “mom-dady game”. When she married to Kantibhai, She felt that Kantibhai is too old compared to her.In few years she too had become a matured woman from a young girl, though she had no new issue. But her beauty was intact; however it was now hidden in her new attire of a matured woman. Since her first marriage she wished to move around like a young girl, but she never got such chance.She wanted to go for movies; she wanted to wear fancy outfits. Forget.