Mrs. Archer had softly curled red hair. It cascaded to her shoulders and shined. I had never noticed that she had red hair. I thought that she must ha...e recently colored it. I buried myself in my work. Thoughts of Mrs. Archer intruded into my concentration two or three times a day for the next couple of weeks. I can’t say that she was doing anything differently than in the past because I cannot recall ever paying any attention to what she wore, or smelled like, or how she had her hair, or. “Okay, okay. I'll check it out. No promises. I know you mean well, but I don't know.” Jill nodded. “That's just it—you don't know. Try it, and you will. And I bet you'll be thanking me.” They chatted a little more, then Jill glanced at her phone. “Oh! It's almost 7:20. I'm heading out. Rob is coming over at 8.” Callie smiled in understanding. Jill seemed to have a new fuck-buddy every week, and she appeared to like it that way. It wasn't Callie's thing. She dated, but she hadn't met anyone that. She may have just turned eighteen, but she was a thoroughly experienced tease. ‘Like mothah like dawtah. Ah do recall an assertive young lady, even foh a Yankee, back at ‘Ol Miss,’ Bobbie Lee Lange replied, referring to their own relationship back in college. ‘Hey, I was a little on the stern side, but at least I had some style, at least I wasn’t obvious,’ Ellen replied. ‘Those were good times,’ Bobbie Lee said wistfully. She was more beautiful than her saucy daughter was ever likely to be. My mom know his idea but she didn’t avoid that instead she smiled and change her saree now her navel and cleavage was clearly visible after changed her saree , she showed to him and asked how it was.He jumped in joy and told you are looking like sex god rati .he also gave some suggestion to tie a saree even more sexiest for that he took my mom saree pallu and folded in different fashion .now my mom exposed her naked navel and upper part to her hubby’s friend after some adjustments and warped.