The forms were obviously part of some vindictive trip Lisa was on and I was now certain, in my heart, that getting them off wasn?t going to be easy. I...thought of not showing for up work tomorrow but with Lisa running off with all the money that wasn?t an option for the girls and I."I don't know. I have to work tomorrow," I answered. "There's no way now I can afford not to.?Jennifer was kind enough not to state the obvious. She let me work things out for myself. Until I got the breast forms off,. I wouldn’t realize the woman on the couch with me was not my mother until my actual mother returned home. She was that identical. Not just the face and body but also mannerisms. During our family functions, when something bad happened, I would accidentally hug Anupama instead. She would gladly accept my embrace. Many times, I shared my feelings without knowing whether the woman I was talking to was my aunt or my mother.Actually, it didn’t matter because Anupama was as caring as my mother. She. We watched for a few minutes and then the woman looked down and waved at me. Stella.“You know her?” Jennifer asked.“Yup.” I replied.“She’s beautiful!”“I guess I’ll have to introduce you two then huh?” I said, pulling Jennifer closer to the glass and moving behind her. Stella looked down at Jennifer and grinned.“Oh God, would you? Her tits are amazing!” Jennifer said lustily as I rubbed my crotch into her ass.“And she’s amazing at licking pussy.” Chrissy said, moving closer to her friend.“You. Normally, I dive into presents with gusto, ripping off the paper like it’s a spectator sport, but this is just so exquisite, I don’t want to ruin it. The paper is thick, glossy and very smooth. Once the paper is removed, I take the lid off the black box, move the tissue paper aside, and my eyes observe a glorious masquerade mask. It’s almost identical to the one on the invitation I received yesterday – emerald green and black with swirls of ribbon cascading from each side, jewels and glitter on.