So I got dressed and went down sat & had coffee then I said my goodbye's & left telling her I would see her again, I got back in the car & went back t... the old women & asked if she was mashing yes she said I will but I have to go out, I was sat looking at her fat arse as she was making tea, we sat &had a chat & finished our tea, when do u have to go out I asked her, in about 20 minutes she says, just time I says to her, I asked her to bend over the table we cant do it here she says, why not. Sarita ne boli ki wo mujhe pasand karti hai par main uski taraf dhyan hi nahi deta hu…….or hamesa masti main laga rehta hu………..ab Hemant to tha hi badmas .usne usko bol diya ki main teri setting kara donga par uska sath use dena padega sonam ko pataane main ab wo kya karti Sarita tyar ho gayi…………main jab first year collage main aya tha us samay main jyada mature nahi tha mujhe ladkio ko pareshan karna ata tha par uske bad or kuch ho sakta hai kabhi dhyan hi nahi gaya ………uske bad Hemant or Ravi. Part of me was desperate to enjoy this young woman’s many virtues again, another wanted to call it off before something bad happened, and yet another part of me felt content and happy for the first time since my wife’s death. These feelings whirled around inside me as I waited. Finally, there was a small knock at my door, and there she was, smiling and closing the door behind her. “We need to talk,” she said, a note of authority in her voice, but just a hint. “Okay,” I said her tone causing me. Walking in on two beautiful and naked women, one a skinny redhead with large tits, the other a petite goth, is not really a situation to get angry about. Surprised, yes, since I was only expecting the redhead, who is my slave Anna. I have no idea who the slim chick with the black pixie hair and the tattoos all over her body is. Hence the question: “What’s this?”Anna is apparently under the impression that I am angry, or that I’m about to be (which is a possibility). So she hastily tries to.