Since his son is my close friend I would spend most of time in his house.Sorry her sixe is 32″28″36 approx. One saturday eveing I was playing alon... in the top floor in which all would wash clothes.To my surprise she came upstairs with a bucket of clothes with her saree tucked to his waist wow what a legs.I was shining in the sunset like a gold.She greeted me and had some formal chats.We both resumed to our jobs and continued talking.Once I saw her she was bending down and washing cloth wow her. " Carol says. "You could model -- professionally." Carol looks directly at Sara. "I know people. People in all sorts of publishing, from international fashion to adult. Let me know if you're interested and I'll set something up."Carol rubs her palm down the length of Sara's sole and back up again. She interlaces her fingers between Sara's toes. "So pretty ..." Carol says softly to herself. She licks the underside of each toe with the very tip of her tongue.Sara is nearly overwhelmed by. But then a thin smile crossed her face as she told herself that that wasn’t what was happening at all. She was going to make love to the man she had secretly watched and considered. Those years after the death of his father, watching him grow and mature even more in the village. The way he treated her, respected her, not as a mother, but an equal, a woman. Although he never crossed any lines, made any moves or showed any indication of impropriety, around him she felt like a woman who was valued. ..Martin shut off his computer and was soon to bed hoping the mail ran quickly this month.---It was now a few weeks later as a small package with military inspection labels all over it arrived."What the hell has he sent to me?" Martin questioned aloud.He soon had tucked the package under his arm and set the rest of the mail on an end table in the living room. Now in a private room he sat on the toilette and opened the package, inside he found a small bottle which contained a red liquid and a.