It shouldn't really have been that captivating.Suddenly mom threw something at me."Whoa!" I protested, barely managing to catch the folder full of pap...rs she had tossed to me."Now get to working on that presentation you're been slacking off with, before your professor gets mad," mom said.She had again put on the oversized sweater she had been wearing, so my attention was now drawn to her serious-looking eyes. She could be strict when she wanted to, even if I had tried to say I was officially an. She missed them. They hadn’t seen each other for ages, what with the move and all. A little orange flicker caught her eye. A message from Danny? Quickly, she double-clicked to open the IM window. Aww, it was a hug! He always knew just how to cheer her up, even when she didn’t know she needed cheering up. ‘Hey,’ she typed, ‘how’s your new place?’ She smiled at the screen, waiting for his reply. ‘Great, Sylvia! There’s this garden in the back of the complex that you absolutely have to see.’. She had let her hair fall and she had a few of the male employees turn there heads when she walked by and sat down next to me."Hi Buck. Sorry I haven't gotten to talk you tonight but between dinner and my boring husband, who never knows when to shut up its been hard" she said. I just nodded yes and then she said "My name Violet. How long have you been working at the restaurant?" I said "A couple of years, I just got off nights and really like working during the day. Your husband is very nice. I remove the shoe as I removed the shoe and she pretended that her foot was cramping. I took the cramping foot with both hands and began massaging it. She closed her eyes with main and let her thighs fall even further apart as my hand moved on her foot. She then began tightening and relaxing the muscles of her legs and I was really feeling great on touching her legs and I kept massaging her foot with one hand and in other hand I was lifting her saree above her thigh as she spread her legs.