.Poojaa ne pan man khali ani maza lavdaa fat othavar thevla ..Pooja:- nahi jaar kup mota ahe..Me:- agaa pahila tond ugad mag aat jail ani mag ice crea... vhoktes naa tasa chokaych chataych bass..Poojane tasach kel jas mi sangital tasaa. Ti maza lavdaa choku lagli .. Chatu lagli hoti pan tine lagech tondacha baher kadla ani ti saral basli ani mala boli..Pooja :- ahii kasatari hotay mala ulti sarkha. Kasaa bar geteat tondat hyala ghaan ..Me:- aag tu pahilyandaa kelas mhnu asel tula saa vatat ..Mi. I wore no makeup and old, scuffed, flat-heeled boots.George greeted me in the kitchen with a kiss. He was ready to walk out the door to go to the golf course."Karen, you look frumpy. Put on something nicer. Something with some oomph. We want Eric to think the best of us," he said.I cried when I redressed. My husband had ordered me to make myself prettier for a man who wanted me. My emotions were overloaded just thinking about Eric Winston. As I looked at myself in my full length mirror, I felt. . interesting to meet you" she said as she made her way to the exit."Oh I'm on my way home now as well" I said, swiftly catching her up as she went out the door.We walked along together, well almost together - she was a few feet in front of me.I managed to catch up with her as she waited to cross a road and then we had a conversation."What do you do for a living?" she asked.I told her I was the head of the paper-clip and staple distribution department of a merchant bank in the City."Yes" she. She has very large breasts, but her nipples and aeroles are like a young girl's despite having nursed her son as a baby. I pull her blouse open some more to reveal her naked chest and both breasts. They're not sagging much at all despite their size; I'm impressed really.I get a rush of excitement at being able to manipulate and take advantage of the drunken woman like this. She's disgusting, but at the same time her body and especially her helplessness are arousing.I watch her face closely.