Mein train sein assam sein kolkata pahunch gaya tho muje recieve karne keli uncle and aunty dho pahunch gaya station pe.Cab book kiya vunka ghar tak h...m teeno baitgaya cab mein aunty beech mein hum dono side mei baitgaya car chalthe raha tho muje himmat nahi huvi aunty ko touch karne ka kyoonki vunka husband tha bahal mein. Lekin aunty ne shuru kiya mera tigh pe haat rakdiya muje shock laga and uncle ki taraf dekha tho vo side kardiya face mein bhi shuru kardiya car mein vunka boobs khoob. He did not bolt door and stood behind her. She continued eating and she felt his hands on her shoulder. She just smiled and waited. His hands gave soft massage on both shoulders, he pressed and pinched at nerves and she felt nice. He kept doing it for 4-5 minutes and then his hands slipped down. She looked at his hands which has started massaging top mounds of boobs. She could feel that this was not lustful squeezing of boobs but a professional massage and caressing.She slowed down eating and. Mr. Jefferson stood up and walked into his garage and retrieved two sets of throwing horse shoes. Upon his return he asked, “Do you know how to throw ‘shoes’ Jim”? “No sir”, I said embarrassed. “No problem I’ll teach you how c’mon”, he said. While Mr. Jefferson and I were throwing shoes Amy and her mother was talking about how Amy felt about me. By the time we finished the first game Mrs. Jefferson asked, “Donald how do you feel about cooking out here on the grill”? I don’t have. "When the guests get a look at Deanna. They are going to rush to fill her date book for the next six months." What is a date book?" I asked."It is the book that Mom keeps track of the gentlemen and young men who want the pleasure of your company and some fun and games in bed. We work the parties three days a week and go out on dates three more days and rest one day a week."As I watched the others get ready for the party. I wondered what my parents really thought of all this. At 8:30 we went.