.I laughed and said I was not expecting a girl looking woman, I thought I would encounter a chubby Indian woman with kids…..she laughed!!Me: so tell...me about yourself? while I asked her this question I started massaging her head…Sumitra: I am from Baroda Gujrat, married twice. my first husband died in a road accident in India. We ran a business in Melbourne. Then I got married second time with a friend of my husband who seemed to be a nice guy and helped me after my first husband’s death but. ."There she stood. A pervert's wet dream. She seriously was perfect. Shoulder length golden-blond hair, cut in a pixie style. She had most of it pulled behind her ears, but a few strands hung in her face, highlighting her giant ice-blue eyes. Then there was her pert, slightly upturned nose, and those luscious lips, just begging to be kissed."Yes, of course, Laurie... I'm very sorry" I apologized."What was it you were singing, anyway? It sure had alot of bad words in it." She asked.Ah, the. “Boys, what you two plan to do later?”“I don’t know, Emma. I guess I’ll have a few beers and then get some rest”“And how about you, Jim?”“I don’t know. Do you have better plans, babe?”“Truth be told, I do have!” I said before putting my hands onto the thighs of my boys. “But these plans will only become reality if the two of you collaborate”They looked at each other, and I guess they knew what I wanted.“So, what do you say, boys?”“Well, Jim... I guess some nookie it will not kill us,. "Bernie smiled as he told me his plan. "The local station has a lot of shut-ins, or near shut-ins, that can't get out and go to church. Since our church is non-denominational and Harold is not a thumper, I thought we could broadcast his service on Sunday mornings and increase the listener base during that time. We would also be providing a service to those who can't get to church. Harold is in agreement, but doesn't want a bunch of microphones on his podium. He says that detracts from what he's.