Shetried to cheer me up by telling me that of course we would meet again.A girl in uniform opened my door and helped me out of my seat. Nanawaved and ...rove away, and the girl took my hand and led me inside thegate. She asked if I was new, and pointed me toward a group of girlsassembling by a large sundial. I joined them and looked around the placethat would be my home for the next four years.It was a crisp, sunny September morning. The school grounds werespacious, maybe fifty or a hundred. Now since my wife was talking to me nicely I asked her jokingly that whether varun was good or Ansari & my wife smiled & told both varun & Ansari were good in their own way & so was I. After this I asked her that will she sleep with Ansari again & for this my wife told me that if she meets Ansari again, definetly he will ask her to sleep with him & she will oblige.My wife started telling me that she dosn’t feel that if she sleeps with other men it is wrong & she asked me that if two married. The Millers had moved-in only a few weeks ago, while Anna and her family were in Utah for a family reunion, and so this was the first chance she'd had a chance to get a really good look at her.The Asian housewife’s long hair was Jet-black and shoulder length, framing a very pretty, lightly made-up face. Anna was more interested in the area below the neck. Genevieve wore a cream colored, button-front blouse, which was straining under the weight of those heavy mammaries, and a black skirt hiding. "If we drink it now, I'll just get sleepy," Trina said. "Let's wait."They watched 'Serpico, ' and Laura tried to keep her eyes from straying to Trina's bare midriff, so taut and flat and beautifully smooth and dark black. What her lower belly might look like, Laura didn't know, but Trina's peerless midriff showed no signs of the aftermath of childbirth. They sat at opposite ends of the sofa, with the popcorn between them. 'Serpico' was okay but a little boring, and occasionally each one caught.