The age her daughter was now. I looked at Parimala looking plumpy in the photo, it must have been taken when she first moved to the area and her age m...st be 11 at that time. I heard a noise from upstairs, the sound of footsteps going from one room to another. I went to the bottom of the stairs and waited for Parimala to appear. My happy, welcoming face soon dropped when I saw it was not Parimala. Hello Raghu, Jaya never said you were coming as well and I said referring to looking after Parimala. As she moved her head closer to my ear, she whispered in her lovely accent, “you like that, no Mita ?” I whispered back “y es ” but looking toward the door, I started to question about her friend, to which she whispered “no fear”, and dropped one hand to creep under the elastic of my bikini panties to feel my soaking pussy. As I parted my legs I felt her finger explore the very core of my womanhood, as her other fingers continued to roll and pull my rock hard nipple, and her mouth was on my. “You know my stance. Besides, Mr. Egerton spoke very favourably of you. Have you met Mr. Thompson?”“Only once whilst in town with ... with Mother. He is a learned man, no doubt, and very civil if a bit shy. Mrs. Dolley will like that in him seeing that her late husband was such a brash person.”“Or perhaps she is the type who enjoys overbearing men,” Thomas replied. “Be that as it may, let us fix a day and then write the invitations. I must invite Mr. Chalk and Mr. Conway too, and then I shall. “Yes,” I replied, “I want something to make a living at after the film bubble bursts.”“You think it will?” he asked.“I don’t know, but if it does, I want to be ready.”We chatted on for another half an hour, mainly about school and friends, who were going out with whom, who had finished going out, all that sort of stuff, before they all drifted off, and I got myself another coffee.As they left the café, I pulled out my phone and started thumbing through my contacts list, thinking I’d ring round.