. wow, the dress. It was short, tight at the hips, coming down to about mid thigh. But the top part ... well, the dress was split down the front, and ... mean split. All the way down to her navel. It gathered on either side, so you couldn't see her breasts, but if she lent left or right, the split would move and a breast would heave into view. It showed off all the cleavage she had, and I knew I'd spend all night wondering if a full tit would drop out or not. It was white, and as such, you knew. I ask her what she sees and she says there is a college aged guy (We were mid twenties by then) with the most beautiful body she has seen. He has his shirt off and rubbing his hard-on through his pants. She begins to lick the tip of my cock while watching the young man in the next booth. This was new for us, we were the ones being watched and wasn't there to watch others.She said he was far enough away from his window she couldn't see so well. As she sucked and licked my cock she motioned for. I was forced by motherto bring necessary food items at local vendor. The shop owner’s son Sewalal who was in mid twenties used tolike me and sell items to me at reduced rates or even on credit basis. The same facility was not extended to my mother. He often kisses and hugs at any given opportunity at the shop. Somehow he made me to believe that he is going to marry me. The Sewalal always slept in the shop where his parents stayed at home at night. After few days he started to come to my home at. Brought up as a Christian, he began to attend church. Using bank and other statements that he retrieved from trash he established an identity that would allow him to be legitimately employed. Finally, in March, he got a job with a landscaping contractor. He would save his money and go back to University under his new identity and maybe he could become a doctor or at least do something to make up for the wrongs he'd done to others.The wrongs that he was determined to make up for were not any.