She was actually a chip off the old block. Her mother, Denise, had much the same attitude when she was growing up. Denise had a sister, Edna, who wa... scrawny and plain-looking, and spent her teen years despising Denise for her good looks. They were from the hills of West Virginia, and when Denise snagged a guy, who took her to live in Harrisburg, PA, Edna’s jealousy, hatred, really, grew proportionately. Denise’s friends often wondered what it was about the man that convinced her to marry. She looked deep into that gaze for a moment and wanted to tell her, wanted to talk about her visit from Sombra, but the moment just seemed... Wrong.Leaning in and kissing Lena on the cheek Widowmaker stepped away towards the bathroom, feeling Lena’s gaze on her every step of the way. After a moment's thought she stopped at the door, glancing back over her shoulder towards the girl whose eyes quickly darted up none too subtly from Widowmaker's derrière to meet her gaze, questioning and. She would guess that ashok would endeavor great sex with whomever he slept with. Ashok too was driven crazy by her mom’s feminine assets. Her milky white skin with chunks of fats on her lower back used to force out of her tight blouses. Her flat but little fluffy silky tummy with exposed deep naval sighted through her saree would make him horny. And the day she would wear low-cut blouse and that too sleeve-less, oh my god, she would look like a goddess with her silky smooth nicely shaped hands. ”Ed rose and took her sedately onto the floor where they began smooching to the slow melody. Ed said softly in her ear. “ OK Mrs Lavender give me a break, what do your friends call you?”“It’s Margot.” she said without enthusiasm.“Margot; well that’s just fine, lets dance on.” whispered Ed with satisfaction. Margot felt his groin come a little closer to her and that pleased her. Their dancing pleased the pianist too and also enticed another couple onto the floor.But a couple of minutes was all.