Donna actually flinched back at hearing that, she stared at Lisa, hermouth open and eyes wide. Even though they had told her the whole storyshe still ...idn't really believe it until now."Craig? Oh my God it really is you!," she said astonished. "This isunbelievable," I mean I heard you guys telling the story but I mean Ididn't, I mean I couldn't, I mean it was just too farfetched." What do you think happened?" Lisa asked."Well," Donna started, looking at Craig."I think your interpretation. Prem knew my fondness watching movies so once On Saturday afternoon he offered me to watch movie. I thought that company of Prem would be a great for watching movie and on one Sunday afternoon Prem, all kids and I went to a movie.I’d dressed so sexy in red shilwar, black qameez, and red dupata around my shoulder. I thought I was mistaken at first. No, it couldn’t be – nor could it? Was he staring at me? It was at first time that I noticed, as I caught him staring and glancing my cleavage hips,. I took a sip of my beer from the bottle, it was like it was her nipple hard and begging me to suck them. I passed my tongue over the tip of the bottle, just as if it was her nipple that begged for me to take action.Then the reflection changed, the shirt closed as if a door was slammed in my face, and she stood adjusting her shirt leaving a respectable amount of cleavage showing and started moving towards the bar. She turned and walked to the back of the bar and entered the ladies room. My. The porn star thing had been shelved, for now, and the Eastern European women had been sent home, so that was that over with too.In another slight improvement to my circumstances I’d managed to talk Janice and Frances into going down to the little beach at the bottom of the hillside, which is down a long, steep little path. It provides some significant buttock-firming exercise on the way back up. Some nude swimming had titillated their fancy too, in the late evenings, so they were in somewhat.