Finally we agreed to let a pro do the job.I asked around and one name came up, a man who was injured during some construction-work and suffered from s...vere pain in his back. He did some part-time renovation and stuff if he could take the time. I decided to call him and arrange a meeting.Walter showed up, a younger man, in his thirties, like Mona and I and I immediately felt sympathy towards him and engaged him after consulting with Mona.The only condition he had was that he could come and work. Saurav Mishra, Mr. Suresh Singh was the only senior Male figure in the first floor. All the other family Heads and Ladies were addressing Mr. Suresh as Mota Bhai (Elder Brother) and children were fondly calling him dada (Father figure). Mr. Suresh was very wealthy in comparison to these two families, an honest and simple person, and he was like a guardian figure in the floor in absence of Male heads of the other two families.The typical nature of a Gujarati middle-class family in Surat ,. Her curiosity was punctuated by little exclamations. While she satisfied her feminine curiosity, I took Charger for a quick walk, accompanied by a group of agents, He was full of energy but anxious to get back and see what Jennifer was up to.What Jennifer was up to was getting undressed, freshened up and propped up in the middle of my great big bed. When I saw her patiently waiting to be deflowered, my heart rate soared through the stratosphere and I’m sure I set the world record for shedding. I was doing Masters earlier in a University before. Life in NYC was usual hectic as it is. Nothing much happened first year. I was trying hard to get used to new things at work place and it was stressful. My workplace is big, around 2000 people work here. You come across many people. There was this black lady who used to work in the office. She was slim, small boobs and small ass but she was tall. 5 7”. Her complexion was great, matching the perfect mixture of white and black the one you get to.