The sound of my voice had an effect on her. She stiffened, and slowly peeked out from behind the gift-wrapped boxes to get a look at the owner of the ...oice that had sent a chill through her. We stared at each other in silence for a few reflective seconds, taking in all that was familiar, and all that the passing of seventeen years had daubed our faces with. “Gil?” Bianca asked in disbelief. “Yes,” I chuckled. She smiled and replied, “You look good. A lot grayer, but it suits you. It must be. .. your aunty gets worried, ... your mother called me yesterday night since nobody was answering the phone here ... and it looks so bad if I am not able to tell her where you are...” cooling down considerable, and speaking in a more understanding tone.“Oh...” I mumbled, realizing I had not called up my parents this week.Breaking into a naughty smile, she continued “Anyway ... I told her that you are doing fine ... and that you were probably at some friends place ... and that she had nothing to. Dom had been used to being in the nude, but this distressed his new roommate, who thought it blasphemous to bare so much naked skin. So he went clothed all day for the first time in five years, even changing into nightclothes. Although the room was small, he had his own bed, a trundle bed that was rolled under the large bed in the daytime. His roommate had a revulsion against being touched, or even being close to another person, so this arrangement was the only one possible.But that was to. She was facially very pretty. She had long curly blonde hair which looked just as sexy in a ponytail as it did down. She had big blue eyes and was still carrying a bit of baby weight. I’d guess her to be about 5’5” and size 14 dress. The one thing that I know for sure was that Micelle was clearly the proud owner of a cracking pair of tits. Sandra had told me that Michelle had very little confidence and was always attempting to diet and shift the weight. She told me that Michelle was very self.