'What?''Some scintillating dresses' he spoke in her ears.'So what if I have' said mymother teasing him.'Why don't you wear them' he spoke in a low voi...e.'Why' she asked in the same tone?'I would like to see how you look in them' he said.'And''And compare you to the singer' he replied.'What do you want to compare, my dress or what' she asked?'Leave that to me, I will tell you later' he said.'Rahul you are too bad' saying this, mymother got up and left him.As mymother left him, Rahul cleared some. "Tell me you're calling to make my week and say she's awake."That didn't take me long to process; the inquiry told me that (a) Susan's body was still alive and well and still expected to recover, and (b) she was still unconscious, which explained—well, sort of—her continued presence with me. Reassuring on both counts, to say the least.But I had other fish to fry, and first I needed to get his attention. "Hiawatha," I said clearly. "I was told to say that to you first." It's a sort of password,". She is always accepting of the plans or changes that I make to my building and she compliments me on making the property look better and improving the neighborhood real estate value. I often fantasize having sex with her, she makes me so hot and horny, every time. I have been at her house, which is several times over the last 5-6 years and the visits are always welcomed and similar. So… I was just there and it was so nice to see her as it had been several months since last visit. I got the. George pulled him out of the room. Marcus looked at me. ‘I guess there’s no way to convince you not to call the cops from my club, is there?’ ‘No, I really need to get this guy off the streets.’ ‘Okay. Let’s take it outside so that they don’t have to come in and disturb the customers.’ I stood up and wobbled. Jasmine held onto my arm. ‘You are still wobbly. You shouldn’t be driving.’ Marcus went to my other side. ‘I agree. Jasmine, after the cops come out run him home and make sure he’s okay..