When she sat, he glanced into her crotch viewing her panties without an indication of her once having balls. Across from him for an hour, she teased h...m crossing her thighs, showing much side thigh, gaping a crotch flash often. “Our food should be digested”, Dana grinned as she stood. She started unsnapping her lounger at the top, “you know me better than anyone, so you should be the first to see the full new me”. Slowly she unsnapped them all, turned her back to him then dropped her lounger.. "What do I wear?" I asked him, slipping on the bathroom counter next to him."Whatever you want," he obviously wasn't going to be of any help."Come on Pete. I mean like skirt, dress, pants." Something comfortable, but at the same time, look good," he stopped doing his hair, and looked at me, annoyed. "Soph, you always look good. Tonight isn't going to make a difference." Thanks for the help," I said sarcastically, going back into my room.Adrienne stopped by my room a few minutes later. "What are. Unhonr jab se tumhe dekha hai woh tumahre pyar mein pagaal ho gaye hai.jabhi tumhare pati ki maut ki khabar unhe pata chali toh woh mere pass aaye aur mujhse apni shaadi ki baat tumhse kehne ke liye kaha woh mere gaon bihar ke hai aur ek bamk manager hai usha tum soch lo tumhari aur tumhare bete ko apna ne ke liye woh tayar hai. Maa boli ki woh sab thik hai magar mein ek maharashtrian hoon aur ek bihari se shaadi yeh kaise hoga toh aunty ne kaha ki usha mujhe ek bataon tumhare pati ki maut hone. It must have been about 8 or 10 minutes when she finally moved hear face away from mine and then walked around the sofa and came in front of me.She was wearing a satin night gown that looked violetish in the dazzling light of the TV. The gown had a belt and a very low cut line that I imagine revealed a good portion of the roundedness of her boobs. She stood there for a while as if wanting to know what I would do, but when I did nothing to her and kept shifting my stare from her breast to her.