I feelsorry for people who only like one kind of music. It's likeintentionally being color blind. You can see all the colors, you justchoose not to. M...m turned to me and asked me about the prom. I told herI might go. She smiled and then got wistful. There was a flicker oflight in her eyes. Then she looked sad. She said she had missed Sandy'sprom. They had left before it was planned and she was supposed to beback in plenty of time to help Sandy with the preparations. She let atear go. She had. So I gave up on writing and got the highest paying job possible--babysitting you."Evie barely stifled a derisive guffaw. Daphne shrugged and went back to her book. Evie started tapping away at her smart phone."Sell, goddam it!" Evie yelled. "Sell!"After several more hours of driving, the limo finally arrived at the inn, a rambling Tudor mansion of several stories. Daphne and Evie got out while their driver unloaded their luggage. As they waited, a BMW sports car tore up, kicking up some gravel. ” Tara was indeed a beauty like her younger sister, about the same height five foot eight, green eyes to offset the flaming red hair, freckled face that Wasn,t over done, snub nose with tits as big as Anne’s, notbso slim waist with wide flaring hips not hidden by her fashionable skirt and long curvy legs. “Hello Hank. Annie’s, been telling me all about you.” Tara flashed a warm smile at him. “All good stuff I hope Ma,am.” He actually blushed under her naked scrutiny. “But Of course,! Thank you. However whenever I used to talk to her I used to look at her boobs which I wanted to taste at any cost. May be she had an idea that what I was looking for and as she was newlywed she did not talk to me much.But as the time went we came closer to each other, played holi (could see her black bra from the wet t shirt and she noticed me), went for dinners and lunches, cooked together. So in short we became friends and used to share our talks. Whatsapp is latest trend these days and that helped me.