She saw a well-proportioned, middle-aged woman with a pleasant smile dressed in a rose-colored dress suit and a pair of matching high heels. Her aubur... hair was sparsely flecked with grey and styled in a bouffant, while her suit revealed just enough of her bountiful cleavage to draw attention.She opened the door and asked what the woman was selling. "My name's Martha Howard, and I'm with 'My Special Wardrobe'," the woman began. "I'd like to show you this year's catalogue of fine affordable. Fir edhar udhar ki bate ki jaise jaise who muze jada sat kar baith rahi thi mai samaz gaya ab maine bhi apana apana hath usake piche se le gaya to usne ne mere taraf apan a sir gumaya. Maine uske gulabi hontho par aapnne honth rakh diye usne bhi mera saath diya aur hum dono ek dosre ke honth chose jaa rahe thi kareed 5-7 min tak hum kiss karte rahe jab aalag huye to dono ki saanse tej chal rahai thi me use chumte huye usake gale ko chatana chalu kiya who bhi muzse acchi tarah se chatwa rahi thi. The pack-out was one of the easiest I had every done, mostly because Ms. Bergman had boxed a fair amount and what she hadn't boxed was either sorted or labeled. The six hours I had projected to box her up and load on to the truck lasted just over two. The only snag was when we went to load her Suburban SUV onto the two wheel hitch I had rented to tow behind my truck. It seems that Ms. Bergman had forgotten to mention that she was afraid to fly and wanted to drive with us, there was that. As if that was not evidence enough, a quick look down I could see that mother had opened her work blouse, more buttons than I had ever seen undone — the freckled white skin, the pale suggestion of those twin globes.She was smiling when I looked back, a gentle smile while her eyes seemed to dance almost pleased.Her face came toward mine, her eyes closing slowly, her red lips parting.I jumped out of my chair, she jerked back in surprise, the moment gone. I mumbled something about waiting for a.