Now I couldn’t hide any thing. I moved close to Sudha and kissed her and told her the (w)hole story. Sudha became horny and hugged me. My dick start...d bulging. I rubbed Sudha’s ass and massaged her boobs. Sudha repeated it to me and we forgot that the door between the hall and the bedroom is open and continued our play. Suddenly, I saw Jaya (Sudha’s mom) standing near the entrance and watching us. Sudha also noticed. “Mom, it is my turn” Sudha pointed the lingerie lying on the floor Jaya kept. No harm there. Trying to gather myself I rush to my bedroom and try to figure out where I left my bag of clothes. I know its here somewhere. Digging through boxes, I can hear the movers opening their truck and bellowing back and forth. I decided on wearing my black leggings and a light purple tank top, with my favorite pink bra. BANG-BANG I hear the front door crack, "Ms Greene, we are ready for you!" Fuck, "OK, go ahead and start on the kitchen- to the left!" With one leg hangiing out of my. It was kind oflike asking a lady how old she was... you generally didn't ask if youwere a short person, how tall a tall person was... just not done reallyin 'polite' society. Just before I thought she was going to be offendedthough, she answered. "Not quite thirteen feet. Twelve-foot-eight-inches... You would think this place would at least have thirteen-footdoorways like are required in code, but I guess this building wasgrandfathered in." Wow, that's really tall," I said. I meant it... The. Mr. Bigfoot was glad to have a companion who understood UASL, or Universal Animal Sign Language. Hardcase sort of understood it, but missed some of the nuances. Of course there were species differences, but it was more along the lines of accents, than different languages. All dogs know that a lashing cat's tail is almost the same as a lifted lip and raised hackles, and cats understand a wagging tail as meaning the same as lifted wiskers, but aside from the differences, it was much the same. A.