Her top was a blue see through blouse that showed off the white uplifting bra underneath with a skirt just above the knee that had a split either side...that ended about 9” below the waist band of her skirt, Jolie asked if she went to high with the splits, l nodded and remarked she looked fantastic and if l could have l would have fucked her there and then. We drove to a little pub outside town for a drink there wasn’t a male head that didn’t turn to follow my wife from the entrance to the table. “What do you play?” “I like Erik Satie,” I reply. “Oh god,’ says Nora. “I love the Gymnopedies.” That’s Satie’s most famous piece; you’d know it if you heard it. “Why don’t you come and use my piano some time,” Nora says, squeezing my arm. She obviously sees me as a kindred spirit or something. “Tonight if you like. I live up the road, number 23.” To be honest, it felt a bit weird going to Nora’s house. If she had been someone else, less burly, less fierce, I would have been looking forward. The house was well furnished, since her hubby was a businessman and they had to maintain a level in their society. I sat on the big sofa (a real huge cushiony couch) in the living room and she sat near me. “So”, she said “I am happy that you are there with me”. “I never expected this Swarna” I told her. She put her hand on me and said “I too. But I have always wanted you to come home when you were working here. I am glad that you are her that too when I am alone” she said. She gave me the. "Right here. My daughter is flying alone. She is being met by my ex-husband, at Cannon International." Leaning down again, she sweetly said, "Now you be good for Momma and enjoy your time with Daddy."Ashley felt the tears drip down her face, as she replied, "I will, Momma." Have a good time, stop crying and be a good girl for the attendant," she said, and then kissed her cheek, she whispered, "Goodbye, bitch! And you thought you would steal my guy! I don't think so!"Ashley burst into tears, as.