Isi trembled, not from the cold this time but shear fear, “I’m sorry,” the young twenty nine year old Indian girl replied, “I missed my bus, I...just wanted a little shelter for a while, I’m sorry, I’ll go,” Isi stammered, her teeth chattering and her body trembling. A man appeared, “what the fuck?” he shouted, “It’s OK honey” the female occupant soothed, “Come on in and get dry and warm.”Isi was unsure, the smiles on the two people didn’t seem quite genuine but she felt she really wasn’t in a. Then I heard car doors open in the driveway. I picked up the robe, threw it on, and mouthed, “Oh, shit! Someone’s here!” Rick leapt out of the tub, through the doorwall with his towel and robe dragging behind him, and said, “Quick! In the closet, in my room! You know the routine!” With barely a nanosecond to spare, I shut Rick’s bedroom door behind me before I heard the front door open and Brandon and Kellie’s voices spill inside the house. They stopped talking in a very awkward way when I. . Mrs. Emily Wilson."Mrs. Wilson my name is Jackson Conner and I'm with Culligan, you know from the TV ad, 'Hey Culligan Man'. I understand that you made an appointment with out marketing department for this morning." Yes Mr. Conner I did, please come in."The woman opened the door and Jackson walked into the house. It was your typical residential two story home, living room, den, formal dining room and kitchen on the ground floor and four bedrooms upstairs. It was well appointed, the. She reached under the Indian's still heaving belly, her fingers moving through her long coarse jet black pubic hair and into her slit. She had no trouble finding the Indian's clit which was still hard and throbbing. When her finger first brushed over Arupama's clit it sent another unwanted spark of pleasure into her pussy and she almost cried out yes. As the Vietnamese hairdresser played with her clitoris, rubbing and pushing it with her thumb and finger the Indian's still aroused body.