Still there was something about this woman. They reached the front of the house that Brandy was staying in. She turned to him and grabbed his other h...nd. “Jake, I’m still pretty shook up. Would you mind coming in for a bit? My friends aren’t here and I don’t want to be alone. I’ll make you the best cup of tea you’ve ever had….” Jake hesitated for just a few seconds. Spending more time with Brandy would be amazing. “Of course. I’d be happy to spend more time with you.” As she unlocked the. My maid is there in the kitchen’ after telling this I was surprised by myself only that what did I mean by saying this that let the maid go!!!! The person left me and said “ok dear I am waiting for the moment to come’ finally my maid came and gave the tea to that man sitting in the drawing room and then after half an hour her housold job was over so she told me that she was leaving, I went to the main door to close it after she left and came back to our drawing room where that man was sitting. I was 18. Her name was Marcie. I met her at a popular college bar. She had a very pretty face, large breasts and one of those asses that comes out of nowhere and goes on in each direction forever. We hit it off, and I remember the conversation turned sexual fairly quickly. I'm sure alcohol helped, but somehow it came up that she said, "Whatever, you're a twig. I'm way too big for you." I took a risk and said, "First of all you're not. And second of all, doesn't it all come down to how big one. I still don’t know to this day if I yelped when that happened – which I usually do when a girl makes me instantly shoot. I remember that feeling of unrealism, as if I can’t believe this is happening – a Goddess I’ve worshipped pervily for months and suddenly I see Her in what looks like a very short low-cut micro-minidress, and see Her stocking-tops. It’s like an out of body experience, like I’m living a fantasy I never dared dream, it seemed so unlikely. She must have reached the bottom of the.