”It was another call from the bank and was the same woman who had called her before! Karen said, “Miz Thompson, why are you calling? We just addre...sed this situation a moment ago.” She flipped it to speaker.“My manager, Mister Morris, insisted that I call you back.”I said, “I just got off the phone with Mister Morris. Does the bank have more than one?”“Who are you, Sir?”“I am Brad Gillis, Karen’s husband. Answer my question.”“Uh. He’s the only one to my knowledge.”I said, “Tell him he has made. Then I glanced down at her left hand. She is now my next prey. Then I purposely dropped a pencil so I could get an even closer look at her trim legs, encased in tan nylons. I licked my lips wondering just how long it’d be before having those long beautiful legs wrapped around my neck and back. I followed my prey out the door. Soon she will be spreading those beautiful long legs for my baby maker!' I thought to myself as I looked at her. I followed her andfive minutes later, she is getting into. He immediately went for her bra and unhooked it in a second. Ridhima felt shy but didn’t object this time. She felt Naveen’s lips kissing her back and going downwards.Naveen now sat on his knees and kissed her sexy butts over her tight leggings.Before Ridhima could say anything, he slid down her leggings. He had to make some effort to slide them till her thighs, after which it fell on the floor. Ridhima’s pink floral panty was in front of Naveen’s face covering her ass.The panty smelled of her. "Maybe without her twin ... They seemed to enjoy their time for awhile, than silence." I think she's helping with the rave." Makes sense," Marta nodded. " You're right about the rave perking him up. He ignored me for a couple days, and then when Margie and I worked on our laptops in the living room, he actually volunteered to help. He ended up working on my ads for ... well ... maybe too many things." What do you mean?" Am I jumping in too fast? Creating a dance class and an exercise class and.