Neha my wife was out picking up some party food at the time. As we were setting out the garden furniture, Kamal noticed a pair of Neha’s panties on ...he washing line, his eyes nearly popped out of the sockets at the site of them. “Your Neha wears those? Wow you’re a lucky man, I wish my Neha would wear sexy ones like that.”I told Kamal that all the washing from the line had to be removed and taken indoors, without hesitation he removed the pegs and took the items down one by one leaving Neha’s. She loved to tease, and I loved to watch her. She had a way of showing off just enough of herself to get me totally excited, like turning around and lifting her dress, just enough to show off the beautiful curves of her tight little butt, or to stand facing me and show me the tops of her milky white thighs. I especially liked it when she wore stockings and a garter belt beneath her dress or her skirt. She was a real mistress, knowing just when to turn it on and off. I stroked vigorously at. Feel free to stop by my room if you’re ever in the mood for a vanilla shake.” He winked at her before leaving to find his classroom.XThe gym looked run down. A few banners hung from the rafters, denoting a moderately successful past, but the ceiling tiles looked like they would fall at any moment. Two rooms were adjacent to each other in a corner of the gymnasium. One was a half empty storage room, containing barely enough supplies to run even a basic practice. The other was a cramped office. . officious, shall we?"Rick caught my drift and suggested, "How about 'Boss, ' Boss?" Not bad," I said. "Let's get some breakfast in this big bay," I said, patting my stomach, and leading the way towards the kitchen.The cook had set breakfast out on a table near the study, and we picked it all up and took it back to the kitchen where we could spread out Rick's work and look it over together."Do any of these contracts connect back to the former director's girlfriend, Rick?" I was going to pull.