My brother is very talented. So he would go for foreign tours on behalf of the company. So half of the month he will be out of the country. I am doing...Ca and trying to become like my brother.We went to our village for marriage looks of my brother. Our family went to see the woman that my brother is going to marry. At first look every one liked her including me. Her name is Swetha. She is 5.7 inches height, fair in complexion. Her figure is 38-30-36. Her hair black in color and length up to her. Everyone seated near them was pulled into their fun, and it looked like one big party. One thing was obvious, my wife was well acquainted with her date.Sitting quietly at the bar, I tried to nurse my drink. To my utter astonishment a very attractive woman sat down and struck up a conversation with me. She was funny and nice, but something didn't quite fit. Somehow I picked up that she was working for the bar, checking out potential troublemakers. I didn't fit in with the hard drinking clientele. I would like to tip your wife if that is Ok?" I said. Marc smiled. His eye got big when he opened the envelope. "No problem. She will give you a great show. My wife is very sexy when she dances. I now you will not be disappointed. I will be right here watching. Just keep your hands to your side. I give the Ok's when it comes to my wife." said Marc. I nodded my head "Yes!"We made some more small talk as I waited for Charlene. I got up and walked over to my chair near the stage. About 30 minutes. “See,” said the eighteen year old said, “no problem, it feels just fine!” Miss Richards was running her hand up and down the ankle and calf of the young girl, each time her hand moving a little higher until she was rubbing the inside of her thigh. Miss Richards continued her massage, and commented, “Sometime these sprains can even affect your calf and thigh muscles.” Afton just sat there and let the teacher rub her leg, even as she got closer and closer to her crotch. Miss Richards by now was.