‘Now see here, old man, there will be no shoutin in this here house!’ She wagged her finger at him and was getting ready to do more than that when...he interrupted her. ‘Iris, this here be Ms Regan. Show her to her room.’ Instantly the woman was contrite. ‘Beggin your pardon my lady.’ She smiled at me and reminded me of the grandmother I had always wished for. Her blue eyes sparkled and her hair was done in a tight bun. Yes, exactly like her. Her face darkened when she looked back at her. ”“So you’re gonna stay over here fucking that man,” she gasped.“Chill out, baby! I’m just fuckin’ dat bitch! It ain’t no love. Go on back home.”“Don’t come back! I don’t want you. I need to get an AIDS test.”“You actin’ a fool. Get in yo’ car and go back home. Here’s $37,” he extracted crumpled bills from the pocket. “Buy a pizza or some!”“You’re an ass, Travon!”“I done told you. I ain’t gon’ say it no more,” he raised his hand.She turned and went back to her vehicle. She backed away then. And I - accepted!But there was a catch - two of them - and I had to put my sales skillsto work like never before!Part 2: ASHTON'S ANGLEI assumed that when Dad said, "family meeting," it was when he and Popswere going to double team me about going back to Rothfield U, and I wasdead set against it. Someone needs to be ready when Pops is too old tocontinue, although that may be a while. And how's Dad going to stop me,when he's chasing accounts in Phoenix or a new girlfriend inMinneapolis?I. But the heat of the moment was too much to play safe so I ended up placing my hand on one of her breasts.Her breasts was supple, soft yet firm like a sponge ball. I slowly started rubbing her breasts through the fabric of her kameez and I could feel her nipples hardening under my palm since she was wearing a thin, lacy bra which was easy to figure out since I was rubbing her boobs.By now, I could hear her breathing heavy and I could feel her heart pounding, it was a sinful, arousing, as well as.