When April didn’t answer, he got angrier. ‘Well? How many times did you hear from your boyfriend today?’ Tears stung her eyes. ‘He isn’t my ...oyfriend. We’re just friends.’ ‘Fisher’s nice,’ added Holly, their eleven-year-old daughter. April hadn’t realized she was in the doorway. ‘He’s not Mom’s boyfriend, Dad. If he was, would Mom take us to see him?’ ‘Shut up and go to your room.’ ‘I don’t like it when you yell at Mom.’ Holly was stronger than her mother, that was for sure. One of these days,. Rehan dear, I hope you enjoyed your shower. Come sit here she patted the chair next to hers. It looks like Lubna did a good job cleaning you and seems like she paid plenty of attention over here she said pointing to his cock.What the hell was happening? She sensed his bewilderment and sat him down. Don’t worry dear, your Uncle will not be back for a month she said giving him a kiss on the lips. I’ve sent the servant’s away and Lubna is very discrete. Her mother is a Twaif and you will meet her. Have fun." She finished, winking at us.It was hard to tell that it was a room on a bus. It was pretty large and had practically all the amenities one would find in an apartment. A large bed under the window, a small closet for clothes, and a shower beside it made up the furniture."So are you taking a nap? Or just wanted to get away from the crowd?" Carol asked, with a smile."What crowd?" I replied. "I just want a couple of hours of peace and quiet. I'll just take a shower and chill." What about. ”Uh oh. Now the owner, the manager, and two of the retired Itamae have just realized I was speaking in the language of the elite families. So what? They are all wearing brownish pants. It is good her vision had gotten bad enough that she can’t tell the color of my hair.The old woman thought for a few minutes before she replied, in the same language of the families, “You are the boy who has the honor and wisdom of a man senior to myself, as the rumors have claimed. An older woman discounts such.