What’s up?’ he asked quickly. I could hear the click of his hands on his keyboard. I wondered how I could get his attention. ‘Oh, nothing really... Just sitting in my office all alone, with my hand in my panties, thinking about you.’ A shocked silence filled his end of the phone call. ‘What? Are you serious?’ He sounded baffled, confused. I had his attention, all right. ‘Oh, of course, honey… I had to sit through this long staff meeting, and the entire time Simmons was gabbing about the. I justed looked at her and she was perfect beauty in salwar kameez with mild make up, long hairs, wheatish complexion and perfect sized boobs and round meaty butt. She was like sex diva in wheatish meaty structure. I too had applied lot of deo and clean shaved and fresh as I took shower. Bus was in full motion and bhajans were sang and immediately the she asked me that are you sheila aunties son (my mom)I nodded with affirmation and short smile. Then again she asked me all the other questions. I was actually anxious to see my sweet young niece again. She was a good girl who loved me for the nice old uncle I was. Courtney knew I was wealthy, but unlike her mother, she neither asked for nor expected any special financial favors from me. This daughter of my sister held a special place of endearment in my heart.Hearing a noise coming from the bathroom, I headed for the slightly opened door and lifted my hand to knock. My hand stopped just before my knuckles touched the door. What. It was false modesty, but I couldn't be a braggart either."I am so honored that you will be with Sandra and my two daughters," Spencer said. He waved behind him. "Come on."Two young teem girls appeared looking very much like younger versions of Sandra. If I would have to guess, they were 14 and 13. The older one had brunette hair half way down her back and the other one had shoulder length brunette hair."They are partnered?" I questioned out loud."No," said Spencer. "They are not of age." Then.