.Lena loved the attention Tommy gave her; she seemed to relish in showing off her skinny white butt to him. With her smooth white skin contrasting wit... her sexy black hair, I always dreamed about I would worship her cute round ass too, making her moan in her sexy Croatian accent.Tommy was a good friend of mine. I was older enough to be his mother; but the young guy was always trying to seduce me; so, I had the right to ask him about his relation with sensual Lena.My young friend admitted that. You don’t want to show up with your shoes all scuffed up,” she said.Looking down at his shoes, he said, “I know that Mrs. Emery is a little hostile towards me and cats, but do you really think that she is going to be looking at my shoes?”“I raised an idiot,” his mother muttered. She answered, “Yes.”“Okay,” Sean said having heard the idiot comment quite clearly. He wondered what had provoked that. He said, “I’ll need the keys.”“Do you have any money?” she asked as she handed over the set of car. I was probably a hundred feet away when I saw her. She was young; she was terribly young, and very, very, pregnant. It was the eyes though, that caught me, the soft, warm, brown, African eyes that I’d always thought were so special, so much the thing about Africa that I’d always remember. Her eyes were different: empty, hollow. All that remained in them was the vacant stare of the dead.She saw me, looked into my eyes and she knew that I knew.I know I yelled, know I tried, but it made no. Her husband was simple. Whenever I get change, I use to glare at her without her noticing. I never dare to look in her eyes. Once in a month I talked with them to hand over the monthly rent. Her husband switched base to USA for business. He left leaving aunty behind and would take her when business gets established and everything settles down. While going he asked me to take care of her needs and help her when she would be in need. I and aunty became friendly thereafter and started talking.