I asked about her relationship status, she replied with a big no and told me she is waiting for someone right. I was happy inside.I dropped her at hom... and left. I didn’t get sleep as the whole night I was thinking about her. Around 11 at night, my phone buzzed. I checked my phone there was a text msg from sonal, it says “I am really thankful to you for giving me the job, I’ll never disappoint you. And also thank you for dropping me home.”I replied ” you deserved it. And best of luck for. She laid still, the journal forgotten as she concentrated on the signals being transmitted through her nervous system.I began to caress just a little more with my fingertips, still reveling in the silken feel of her skin on my lips and tongue and fingers. I kissed and caressed up and down her legs, each time a memorable journey of discovery. Finally, as I approached the hem of her shorts, I grasped the material in my teeth for a moment, and then stuck my tongue up the leg of her baggy shorts as. You…. Didn’t….?” responded me with a bit of scared voice.“I never expected you to make such bold moves last night, but today you appear to be scared. Are you really scared or just pretending to be innocent?”, asked my didi with a casual voice.Me trying to pretend? Come on didi, so now I know it was you who was pretending to be in deep sleep last night and now you put it on me”, with a bolder voice now that the suspense was broken and everything was in open between us. “Do you really think. Presumably Rosea was still as I had left her, tied securely to the bed. I decided not to open the door to check on her and crept away back to my room.Marta was knelt dutifully next to the bed patiently waiting for my return. Even approaching forty she was still a lovely woman. Her boobs, that still hung outside her low top, were still pert and seemingly untroubled by gravity. I sat next to her on the bed and reached out to stroke her jet-black hair. She looked up at me and smiled hoping that.