I was really turned on seeing her beautiful legs covered with a black tight legging n a short kurti.. I asked if I could suggest something wild. She g...t anxious n asked “what wild stuff”??.. I knew the fact that she wasn’t fucked good by her husband as ther were problems within the family, so I boldly asked if I could treat her like my best friend, , I asked this putting my hand on her soft shoulders .. she openly smiled n embraced me wit affection .. we chatted, cooked n fiddled around like. “A couple things off the top of my head,” I replied. “You didn’t attend the University of Alabama and you don’t have a college degree.”More silence greeted me but I heard a door open and close.“You went to college in Pennsylvania for a year and a half before dropping out and going to work at a strip club,” I continued.“I did not strip!” Stephanie hissed. Her voice was low because I was positive her husband was at the house on a Saturday afternoon.“I didn’t say you did,” I said. “I said you. "I forgot all about the incident until about three weeks later. My sister had made a silly bet with Fenny about the ingredients in some French dish of some sort. Silly because Trisha can't cook, judging by the meals she serves us when we visit her, while Fenny on the other hand could have been a pupil of Escoffiere. Of course my sister lost.Patricia knocked on the door early Saturday-evening."Your outfit is on the bed," Fenny told her coldly. "Go and put it on and then I have some chores for. Next day we decided to meet up at my place and solve the problem my mutual understanding. Accordingly I bunked my office for that day. She came to my house, dressed in a denim and a random t-shirt. I welcomed her warmly and I gave a nice big hug. She relaxed and threw in her hug too. Then we sat on the sofa in the living room and started discussing the topic. She told why liking her was wrong and why I should not like her, she started finding out reasons to stop me from liking her. Then I.