Oddly, when he returned and handed me a beer he said nothing, just sat back down and watched the game... as if nothing had happened.Not even five minu...es later, Andrea returned home with pizza and my wife. A chill went up my back at how close we'd come to getting caught. Or perhaps not: I don't think I was supposed to see this, but soon after she got home, Andrea gave Mike a subtle, questioning look. Mike nodded slightly. Not surprisingly, he was deadpan; acting completely nonchalant. I had no. If they come out of my room, I would know. So I took the courage and went near my maami. I kept book in my hand so that if she suddenly wakes up I would put the book up and pretend I was reading the book. So I slowly took my hands near her books. First I just pressed to see if she is not awake then slowly slowly I started pressing her boobs. Ohh it was so much fun groping those big melons I kept pressing and pressing and fondeling. She was wearing the saree so I moved the saree aside and kept. “What she said,” Sandra backed her up.“Yep, it’s true!” Nydia confirmed the truth, “lucky bitches have no idea quite what’s gonna hit ‘em like a ton of motherfucking bricks! A whole lotta sexual healing! Women, men, girls, boys, every resident fourteen years and up. Sound good, candy ass?”“Awesome ... fucking ... awesome! Do it, Master ... claim the whole fucking town as your harem! It will be like the clans of old ... the old Irish, Scots, Celtic way of communal clan living. I’m pretty sure. ‘Is the diner from Seinfeld still open?’ she asked. ‘If it isn’t, I haven’t heard.’ Happily, it was. We had a satisfying meal. I expect people knew that at least one of us was a tourist because of all the Seinfeld catch phrases we worked in. When we got back to my apartment, I asked, ‘How do you like New York?’ ‘I’ve always wanted to see New York,’ Cami answered, ‘but I’m here to see you. I just wish we’d planned far enough in advance to see a show.’ ‘I’ll keep that in mind for next time,’ I.