You have to learn your manners girl..." Oh, just drop the act for a minute, Dee!"Dee smiled and said, "Well, what's your problem?" I already told you....What could you have been thinking?" I was thinking about you, dear." What?" Oh, come on. Like I didn't notice that smile you've been sportingaround here since you started dressing up as Tricia. Or maybe you thinkI haven't notice how horny you've been in the bedroom since you starteddoing it. I'm just giving you a little more of what you want.". This is my story with mature women who was my friends friend . Its happened 4 years before .I lives in north Bangalore and she was living in south Bangalore. One of my friend introduced her to me as she was looking to sell some of her land in the area where I stay . As she was away she couldn’t come to this place when ever the people comes to visit the site. My friend called me and asked whether I can help her and when she will sell that property she will give us handsome amount .I was always. Bev came home early, took a shower and dressed to impress. Did she ever look impressive in a form fitting dress that ended above her knees and I could tell there was nothing under it.“You look fantastic and good enough to eat,” I said.“Down boy, that’s for later.”We arrived at the restaurant and he got there a few minutes after we did. Sitting at the table I watched as this very well dressed black man entered the dining area. Bev saw him, went over to meet him and he gave her a nice hug. He. I had been urging her to return home and at the same time to not fall in love with me. I saw her as someone who was young and misguided. I considered myself as an adult and couldn't see where there was any gain in my becoming closer to her. I knew she was totally in my power and if I had wanted to trifle with her I could have. Basically I felt she was trouble, but then I had made a friendly overture, and couldn't just kick her out."I've come to the conclusion recently that something or someone.