That night I could no longer control myself and relieved myself thinking about her mammoth ass cheeks. I expected her to call me sometime at my office... but didn’t receive any call for more than a week. Finally during the weekend after three weeks, while at work, I received a call before I left office for home. I was overjoyed, to say the least, when I heard aunty’s voice. “Hello! Hope I haven’t disturbed you at work?”, she said. I said, No, and asked her why she hadn’t called me? Aunty said. It was a cloudless night, but the moon was a mere crescent, so the shadowy figures were not immediately discernible to anyone looking out into the night.They approached the wall of the house, and then skulked along until they came to the back window of the bedroom. There was a light on, and they tiptoed right up against the screen.Carla could see clearly by straightening her hunched figure, but Nancy had to stand on tiptoe and crane her neck.Iris had her back to the window. She was hanging her. "Yes, I can Auntie," said my wife, slapping me hard on my nakedbehind. "Oof," I exclaimed. "Yes, I can Auntie, Yes I can." "Good," said Jeanie. "Now tell me, how many feet do you seenow?" "Just one," I said, looking somewhat fearfully at the singleshiny black pointed toe shoe and wondering where the other toe wouldland. It didn't take long for me to find out. "And, where is the other shoe dearie?" Jeannie said with asnicker. My wife, who was also sitting behind me, began to. I have a regular lady who does the massage and gives service, so I went into the parlor and asked or Salma (not her real name), and she came out with a bandage in her arm. I enquired and she said that she had an accident. She indicated that she would not be able to give me a massage and that one of the other ladies would do the needful and that she would join later.I said fine and she sent a young girl named Shweta. I had undressed and covered myself with a towel and was ready for the massage..