I could feel her large breasts push against my chest, I thought I was going to explore right then and there. We walked in and went to the living room...and there, on the sofa, was Stephanie, her best friend from the neighborhood where she grew up. Steph was nineteen, short 5’2” Hispanic with a very thin build and very small, training bra sized tits. Steph was a real cutie. I know that Cindy and Steph had been with each other in the past but I never thought I would get a chance to see Stephanie. 00 pm to 10.00 pm in night and for past six days i not able to see her and and on the 7th day i saw her i found she sat on the small stool with her petticoat tied till chest she used bath first she will come close the door first she will remove her saree and she will start to remove her blouse and then she will apply three types of oil which is used to make the body cool and she will will be massaging the her body and i can only see backside of the body and our windows is in that positions. “You are a trusting soul,” said Glory.“Hmm, am I?” I said. “There they are.” She watched as the two strangers, to her, approached our waiting selves.“Have a seat,” I said. They did so.Seated, I glanced toward Penelope and introduced my new girlfriend.“Penelope Hardy this is Glory Harris, Grant, this is Glory,” I said. The two of them smiled and voiced their acknowledgements of the introductions.The touring waitress, Arlene, came up to us and drinks were ordered; well, she’d been cued as soon as. "Bloody hell!"That got us, and Jill laughing.Gone was the tart look, with the heavy make-up and revealing clothes, of last week; in was a well-dressed businesswoman that oozed sophistication.She was still wearing make-up, but nowhere near as much, and much subtler shades. She was wearing a grey suit, with the skirt stopping just below the knee, emphasising her well-shaped calves, and a white blouse, with all except the top button fastened."Well?" Terry said, breaking my momentary trance."You.