Everything seemed fine and normal all throughout the beginning of 2020. The first couple months, at least. Then March came around, and April, and into...May, and it seemed like the whole world had gone silent. Everything changed. A pandemic. Lockdowns. A seemingly brain-dead election. For most of us, trapped within the walls of the place we call home, it gave us time to think. It gave us time to experience an everlasting boredom known only to the people of the free world; and with that boredom,. Priya is indian, about 40, roughly 5ft4 with a pretty face, and a nice thick body, and has a certain shy sexiness about her. Anyway, she needed the toilet and so I invited her in for a cup of tea. To my surprise she was quite comfortable in my flat, and as we are sitting talking I keep noticing her looking down my body. I suddenly realised that she could see through the gap in my dressing gown. I didnt know what to do at first but as I did nothing she kept looking so I decided to move my legs. "Um....no, well." I smiled and gathered some courage up and said playfully,"You don't need any lotion on those by any chance?"Never in a million years expecting a positive answer, to my huge surprise shesaid, "Why now that I think of it, yes, I just might." And......" And I just don't think I have the strength to do it myself. All this heatjust wears you out ya know? Would you mind?"With that, she leaned back in her lawn chair, closed her eyes, and put herhands back behind the head of the. But she had lost him in the panic. Her mini skirt, with no knickers beneath, was not the right kind of thing to be wearing outside, alone and late at night. She had headed straight to her hotel and gone to her room. This had been her last night, the following day she was away to Denmark, and had not seen or even heard of Dieter since. She couldn’t remain hiding in the toilet. She emerged from the toilet and headed towards the door. As she drew level with his table he looked up, a.