We were eagerly waiting for the night to arrive. Mom was wearing a black transparent sleeveless saree at low-hip with a waist chain. Mom was looking v...ry seductive. Soon my dad’s boss came. He should be at least 45 years old. He hugged my mom and said his name was John.We started eating dinner.“You have very great cooking skills,” John said.“Thank you, sir” she repliedWe finished our dinner. But we were still at the dining table. John put his right arm around mom’s neck. He came forward towards. “I’m Laura Jane Andersen. Call me L.J." She smiled and looked down at my roll-along bag. "Is that everything, Sir?”“It is, my dear. I am afraid I am at a loss though; I was expecting a driver to take me to the hotel and to see you later this evening.” I was surreptitiously verifying that plans had not changed, other than the obvious.We had exited the terminal proper by then and approached a waiting limo with the driver holding the door.“I should have texted you of the change; however, it was so. Above all, he couldn’t wait to see Tony in a bathing suit, hoping like hell it would be a speedo.The following morning, Alfie went to the supermarket to buy a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.As Alfie placed the excellent bottle of red wine in his basket, he giggled inwardly, as his mother’s words reverberated in his mind. “Always take a good bottle of red, it shows class,” she had always advised him.At noon, as the door opened to Tony’s tasteful home, he was accompanied by his beautiful. Solving riddles and getting helpful information from other game characters would be far more important than slaying dragons or leaving a battlefield covered with dead Orcs. By their bedtime, I had the entire storyline worked out in my head, and I started coding a rough modular outline of all of the individual quest steps. I worked all night long without a break until Marsha returned the next morning. She loved the new concept and, with the help of the girls, created a map for me that contained.