So Russell turned up the heat and asked Nisha to make sure she was not wearing her g-string as she wore her tantric outfit. Nisha had initially object...d, as she knew that her short cloth around her waist had previously been insufficient to hide her panty flashes when she was bending over to serve those sitting on the couch. There was also the open staircase which she would have to climb to get to the kitchen to get more supplies from time to time. Russell had essentially asked Nisha to. I eased up on my father. Early last year my father suffered a massive cardiac arrest. I saw my mother’s death coming, but not my father’s. Kara and Tim were my comfort and encouragement. Seeing I was in an immobilized state, Tim directed the funeral details. He worked with my brother in Missouri on arrangements. As the months passed Tim helped Ben and me find our father’s last will and move it to probate. Though Kara and Tim said that they would help me go through my father’s personal. I got in, hooked up and started the beast up, gunning the engine a few times listening to the deep drone of the exhaust. Shifting through the gears this car handled so smoothly through the curves on the PCH. It drove like a dream. Each time I shifted the power pushed our bodies back into the seat. This was a great day for a ride with the temperature in the mid seventies with a clear sky. The sun sparkled on the ocean like a million diamonds. Ann's beautiful brunette hair blew behind her like a. I nodded my head quickly up and down."It's good to know that I'm still appreciated and I haven't turned into some useless fat assed house wife who doesn't turn you on any more," she said."That will never happen, TJ," I said. Remember this was back when I still thought I loved the bitch. So she was TJ then."Well, be that as it may," she said. She must have been watching PBS again or the BBC."You will not be using this pussy tonight," she said smiling. "At least, not at first."I was fine with it,.