Jub merea silsila mere baju wali ( Delhi se aaye) aunty ke sath chalta tha tub ek or neigah mera picha kar thie jis se main unjan tha, kyu ki who koi ...r nahi mere samne rahne wali aunty kee thi, wo bhi mere sath frienkly bate karti thi, maine unhe delhi wali se jyada pasad karta tha lekin kabhi unki or se mujeh isara nahin milta or nahi main dark e mare unkie bare main sochta( bcoz of frank relation with her n her hubby). Lekin sex ka knowledge hone ke bad or sex kar te karte muj main kai. And no acne. What do you think?" Can you get everything?" No. You have some stuff going on with your facial muscles, and I can't reach those. But I can do your skin. Just take a minute or two. Want me to do it?"She was tempted. She hated the things age did to her skin, and couldn't afford the high end treatments to do something about it. "Ok. If it won't be too much strain."Angel snorted. "Hardly. I've done a lot more and barely noticed it. You might want to take your makeup off first, so you. "What took you so long?" Oh... um... the radio. I was checking the weather radio," I lied.Bree shrugged and then took her drink and downed about half of it. She put the glass in one of the drink holders in the passenger area of the boat and then climbed on to the back deck of the boat to lie out. I did the same thing and lay down next to her."I am having so much fun today," said Bree. "Thank you for bringing me out on your boat." It really isn't my boat, it is Grace's boat," I corrected.Bree. I knew Kat’s life expectancy was poor. Like her, I wanted her to have as much experience of life as possible within the limitations that seemed to abound in her life. Unfortunately she could never have babies. Given her recent and unexpected run of good health I’d thought, and everyone else agreed, that a month at the beach might be good for her. Our location at the bay might be remote but we were only two hours drive north of the city, home and doctors. It was my job, a job I loved, to keep.