A week went by and we didn't discuss much about the upcoming party. ButFriday night she told me to come up to her place early Saturday morningand we w...uld look at a few things to get started. I arrived early asMelanie made us breakfast. While we sat, and enjoyed some tea andscones, she said that today we would go out to a few stores and see whatwe could find for both of us to wear to the party. When I asked her whatshe was going to be she laughed and said, "We are both going as a pairof. I could tell thathe was just on the other side of the door. My heart was pounding! What am I doing? This is sick! Ican’t do this, I’ll go to hell… I have two teenagedboys and a husband… I decided that I couldn’t gothrough with it. As I began to get up Champ pushed thedoor open enough to get through. I had my back turned to him and when he sprang near meI was pushed forward sort of half way under the glasscoffee table face down and ass up. In what seemed likea split. Of course, the girls had to run off to the ladies room together as soon as they found their seats. They were just coming back when the house lights went down. Annette, the star of the show, started off with a few magic tricks, all standard boring stuff. Both Pete and Ken were getting bored, and were glad it was dark enough that girls wouldn't notice them if they nodded off. Or when they checked out Annette's legs, or generous bust line. At least all was not a loss for the boys!After a half an. On the appointed day, after first confirming around noon, I rang her doorbell at 3. It was a quiet neighborhood in Andheri (East), a 2BHK apartment that was rather nicely done up. Sheela opened the door and welcomed me with a smile. When the courtesies were over she then told me that the “client” was inside the bedroom. Sheela added some relevant information. The lady was aged 63 and suffered from a lower back pain and was regularly taking massage therapy till last week at her native Kerala..