‘How much?’ she’d asked. She’d startled him. ‘What?’ ‘For the sketch.’ ‘Oh, not for sale,’ he’d said not meaning to make it soun... like he was being rude. ‘But I will give it to you,’ he smiled handing her the finished work. Just before leaving, Gladys had brought him his check. He reached into his pocket for what little cash he had left, picked up his check and smiled. ‘One free dinner per week for life,’ she’d written. ‘Not negotiable!’ So ok, maybe it wasn’t like someone had purchased his. Then she wiggled back to the others in her skin-tight pink skirt. Suddenly, Danny felt a hand stroking her neck. It was the luscious Antillean beauty.. Liz was at the door of the tavern, beckoning her to join them. “Are you ready Missy?” said Coco. “Yes, lead the way!” Danny walked the short distance to the quay, arm in arm with Coco on the cobbled street, which led down to the water’s edge. She watched Lizzie, who was tip-toeing, trying not to fall between the cracks with her high heels. Danny. I just replied, “Hmm, thanks,” to her message.The same day evening, she messaged, “I am Ramya (name changed).” I could not reply to her that day because I was quite occupied. The next day I replied, “Hello, Ramya.”We could not chat because my online free time did not match her online free time. One message from my end will be responded to when she sees it. The same was happening in the other direction. This went for around 15 days.One day she messaged, “I want to discuss something. tell time. ” She got up from the couch as if to do so, but instead stripped off her t-shirt. “That’s better.” She was wearing a pretty white bra with lace trimmings. I’m not an expert on lingerie, but it looked to be aiming for sexy more than functional. It was succeeding. Never one for half measures, my mother slipped out of her shorts, revealing skimpy bikini panties, also white, and embroidered at the front. I couldn’t help but stare. In truth I was trying to see through the embroidered front for a.