She was too quick and evaded my grasp, laughing as she left me floundering.“Told you, too slow, you can’t catch me.”She exited the room and ran ...owards the stairs. I got my self together and chased her up the stairs, gaining speed and nearly catching her. She enters her bedroom and I manage to get inside with her just as she tries to slam the door. I grasp her by the waist and wrestle her to the ground. She looks at me, wondering what I’ll do next. The sounds of our combined breathing are. We’d finished our evening meal at her kitchen table and were talking; rather she talked and I listened to her lovely English accent. Earlier she’d insisted we shower and change into something casual, for me shorts. Casual for her was a bright red skimpy cotton housecoat over her large black frame. Because she was my customer I’d chosen to ignore the bits of her body, the swell of her large breasts or a glimpse of thigh, that were occasionally on display. Val accepted my offer to wash the dishes. Gut... super. "Und somit gab er den Hörer Anja zurück."Schoene Klamotten hast du hier, Ziemlich gewagt!! Hast wohl heute noch etwas vor? sagte der Bote und grinste dabei.Als Anja auf die Hose des Jungen sah, entdeckte sie eine grosse ausbuchtung in seiner Hose."Ach ja, ich habe gehört, du hättest noch ein Trinkgeld für mich? " "Nein, wieso sollte ich? " "Nein? "Und mit diesem Wort trat er noch einen schritt näher zu ihr."Nein? " "Nein! "Er schaute sie nur an, schweigend. Und im nächsten. “That’s my son’s room. Freshen up and come down in an hour. We have a small function.” Slouched in a chair in a corner of his cousin’s room and smoking a cigarette, Aditya looked around. “Room’s too fancy for a college kid,” he frowned, thinking of his own at home. Before he could formulate another thought, the bathroom door creaked open, and there stood an intensely hot young woman composed of curves Aditya had never seen before, fresh out of her bath. She was drying her hair, her clean body.