"I came in here with a blouse," Tracy thought to herself. "So I'm leaving here with a Blouse. Seems like a fair trade... the store even gets that shit...y bra as well."There was a tag on the Blouse, but that was quickly and efficiently removed. She looked at her brown shorts and realized that the Blouse matched it pretty nicely.Tracy took a few deep breaths and found her normally jittery nerves start to calm. She realized that she just might be able to pull this caper off.A knock on the cubicle. So the start from here.Bhabhi told me to come next day when there will be no one in the house . Later that I recieved the message from her .She : hello sir. I: dont call me sir plz, call me joe.She : okay , joe .I: you were looking so sexy today.She : thank you I: your son comes in between otherwise I have done the whole thing with you .She : abh kya karu , chlo koi kl arhe ho na , tbh kar lena .I : but phr bhi bahut time k bd ap mil rahe ho .She: I know . Ek bt btao?I : haan bolo. She: jbh. I’m told you sell horses. Can I buy some?” said with a guttural accent.“I do,” David replied. “Come inside and we’ll discuss what you want.”The man looked at David before replying, “You may as well know that we’re Boers that didn’t surrender to you British.”David smiled. “I guessed as much from your appearance,” he said pleasantly.“So you still will sell some to us?” he asked dismounting and following David into the house.“My name is Ramage, David Ramage, and this is my wife Susan,” he said as. I could recall that Nikki had a different hairstyle during those days. Two days later Nikki left the country for her job. She got married there and then got divorced also."I was amazed at the strange similarities." Connie continued. "Your sister's visit rekindled my past memories, and I again fell in love with another woman - your sis. I know that you're aware about my unwillingness to welcome Nikki, but as I met her, every reluctance, every hitch simply evaporated and I was drawn into her.