“Michelle, you go get the pizza this time and I'll do it next time. Deal?”“Fine.” Michelle sighed as she headed for the door with the cash in ...and. Michelle didn't even hesitate as she opened the door.“Hi. I got...” the pizza guy started to say until he realized he was staring at a topless girl. “Hi. How much is it?” she asked. The guy just stared with his mouth half open. Michelle reach out and took the pizza out of his hands. “This should cover it.” She gave him the money and shut the door.. I could see him nod in my direction. She turned to me and introduced herself as Cynthia, giving no last name. She was moderately tall, brown hair and dark eyes. The hair was done up with an attractive black comb. Her makeup was subtle and sufficiently understated that one had to look closely to see it. She had pearl studs and a simple pearl necklace as her only jewelry. No watch, which was interesting, though these days many people use their phones for that purpose. The suit was brown worsted. Or waha se chala gya…..Phir me apne room me gya or fresh ho kar bahar barat me chala gya….thodi der bad bhabhi niche ae to me unhe dekhr dangg rah fya kya lag rhi thi yr black sadi deep cut sleeveless blouse wo bhi backless baal khule hue age ki taraf or wo waist braclet to sone pe suhaga lag rha tha yr….ek dum apsara lag rhi thi….unko to dekh k kisi bhi admi ka lund apni ap jhad jae….wo ek dum kahar barpa rhi thi….unki clevage se saf dikh rha tha k bhabhi ne aj bra nhi pahni he kuki unke boobs. When we reached his house, he pulled into the driveway while I parked in the street, then followed him into the house. I kicked off my shoes once we got inside, and as he turned to lock the door, I turned around and debated on what to do one last time as my trembling fingers found the front of my jeans. This is my last chance to change my mind, I thought to myself. If I do this, it will change everything. Do I really want to do this or not? My head swirled with guilt and frustration, but.