Bastards changed her identity too!!!!Bhabhi: “From now on call me Bhunnu and I will call you Raju”. I was a bit reluctant, but then she said “No... we are friends and friends call each other by name”. After some time she asked “Now that u r my friend, tell me about ur lifestyle”. I was but reluctant, but I told her I do occassionaly have a drink and smoke. she asked me to get one for her!!!I went to a bar got a bottle of red wine and a pack of cigarretes. When I came back she was wearing the red. There was a desk, with phone and computer hook up, this was where my laptop was. I sat in the desk chair, spun it around to face her, Vicky was her name, I asked about her family, husband, and c***dren. Her c***dren were grown and had their own families, her husband was still working, and they were planning to retire soon. My story was similar, just trying to get to 66 for retirement. As we talked and became more comfortable, we each relaxed and the conversation took on a different level. I. I might have to make an undercover drug or gun buy someday soon. I would prefer not being recognized by a thug," It obviously sounded as reasonable to Robert as it had to Chief Deputy Webster."That sounds prudent," he said."I'm not the TV guy," I said to him, but why not have the camera man film you walking up to the car with your cane. It will kind of put the whole story in context." I suggested. It would also shift the viewers attention to Robert. Hopefully I would just be a sideline. I. "Shit," they both dash out to the kitchen. Abbey and Trish are tying up a bag containing the plastic cum soaked tarps. "I'll take it to the trash can," Abbey says. "I don't think I can look Randy in the eyes right now."I better take it," intercedes Trish. "You are his aunt and you need to wish him a happy birthday. He doesn't even know me yet."Maggie had lit a candle in the dining room to help dispel the sex smell. 'It smelled innocent to me; I hope it would to him too, ' Maggie thinks.Maggie.