Finally we get to meet each other face-to-face and see the real "us"! I have written and dreamt of this day for months, now it merely an hour away. ...etting dressed, tidying up my room I looked myslef over in the mirror, "Gonna have to work" I said to the man looking back at me in the mirror. I rode the glass elevator down to the lobby, casually walking into the lounge and waiting. There was a live band playing soft jazz, almost soul up on the stage. The lounge was dimly lit, but I chose a. Fir kitchen ko gaya to maa ko kitchen mein paya aur poocha: Aunty kidhar gayi?Maa: Woh mere kamre mein change karne gayi hai. Kya hua?Main: Nahi bas dikhi nahi to pooch liya.Main turant bhaga didi ke room. Aram se bina awaaz kiye didi ka room khola aur andar ghus kar room band kar li. Fir didi ki table par chaabi dhondne laga to chaabi to mili sath hi table ke pas neeche floor par ek satin ka kapda dikha. Uthakar dekha to woh ek satin ki choti night dress thi.Par sochne bhi laga ki maine didi. ? A round woman with enormous incredible tits - DD cup- I had ever seen in my lifetime. She was a blonde, showing beautiful features -not a beauty though- although her wicked smile was always backed up by her mischievous small eyes, shaped like those of Asian people. I used to stare at her dressed in that small outfit at work, and a massive bubble ass, outlined clearly through the maid costume. Her enormous boobs couldn’t be contained, mean a bra inadequate to held them, slipping out. I. Melody looked up at her friend open mouthed without recognition. Their eyes met. Something was wrong, Melody could see. Her brain kicked immediately back into business mode. ‘What?’ she yelled back. ‘Come to the front,’ said D. The two of them swam back through the throng to the lobby. Happy for clear air, they breathed for a minute. ”S goin’ on?’ Melody puffed. ‘Personal first or Business?’ asked D. ‘ Which is worse?’ Melody inquired. ‘ ‘Bout the same, I think,’ Said D, ‘ nah, Business is.