Why aren't you in a private booth?" Private booth?" Yes, they have them upstairs. Log in from there," Ok."Divya logged off and walked to the main coun...er where Mr. Mehra, the cafe's owner was sitting. He smiled at the beautiful young woman and said,"Done already, beta?" No, uncle. I need to move to a private booth." Private booth? That's an extra 20 rupees." Mehra said."That's fine." Okay...go to number 7." he said.Divya walked up the stairs and into the private booth. She closed the door and. ‘And my leg was fine resting on his broad shoulders.’ ‘We took yoga,’ Rosa added. ‘So we could adjust ourselves quite nicely on his shoulders.’ That grinning woman just wanted to say that to my face just to get back at me for not joining her at one of her yoga sessions last year. Sorry, sister, but I had to study for one of my psychology exams. What’s your excuse, girly? Course, I can’t say that to her face since she was generous helping out making breakfast. Her task is to make cinnamon buns.. "You were brought tous by your wife, Carmella Faustine. As, she retained her maiden name.That's very good." She ran a finger down the page as she read and a thinsmile appeared on her lips. "And she has ordered the full makeover. Ihope you appreciate what she's doing for you."More at a loss than ever, he finally dared to speak. "I... um... I'm notsure why I'm here. And for how long. Or even what this place is."She gave him a wry smirk. "Silly boy. She has signed you up for alovely. This is crazy – we shouldn’t be doing this.I know but think of how much fun it will be – brother and sister both fucking each other. Now we will know what its like with each other and we can imagine what its like when we fuck somebody else. I got up on his bed – I wasn’t going to waste time – if I was going to do it with him – I wanted to do it and get it over.He got up and got between my legs and he looked down at my pubic patch and said shit that looks nice – Sue trims hers, Jan shaves it all.