.. well, I ... suppose ... yes, I'll help you." She was shaking fit to vibrate through the walls, but she followed him to the art lab. His story had t...e virtue of being true, at least in part. A nine-foot cardboard pine tree, backed by a hinged wooden frame, did indeed await transference to the prop room behind the stage in the auditorium--a replacement for the one damaged by an outgoing senior the year before, who'd carried it by the cardboard instead of the frame--but technically, it was. "Olivia chuckled and dabbed her wet eyes. "You're right, I know. Infact, Parker has become quite the little homemaker. If he does get thisjob, I'm going to miss the clean house, pressed laundry and home madedinners. I've enjoyed have a little-woman around to take care of me."Now, Justine laughed. "You'd better watch they 'little' talk aroundParker. I know his sensitive about his height."Finally, through the tears, Olivia smiled broadly. "I know, but he letsme tease him. I call him my little guy. He was fighting with her with the same child issue. I felt really bad for her. I went to my room and slept.Next day, when my mausaji went to the field work, I decided to talk with my mausi. I went to the kitchen where she was working. She saw me and asked me what I wanted. I told her to sit with me as I wanted to talk with her. She after completing her work, came to my room.Mausi – batao kya baat hai?Me – mausi aap mujh par bharosa karti hai.?Mausi – ha khud se bhi jyada par hua kya.?Me – to. I hope you can satisfy them," she said slyly."I hope so too," said Mary. She could feel wetness between her thighs."They do eat a lot." Surely she doesn't suspect what is happening, Mary thought.Agnes chatted about this and that as she sipped her wine and nibbled on a cookie. After a short time she leaned forward and reached to touch Mary. For a moment Mary thought Agnes was about to grope her heavy bosom but Agnes merely touched the younger woman's hand."I hope you won't think I'm being rude,.