We all walked to the front door, and as Jon was trying to get the key in the front door, it opened and an old man looked at us in bewilderment. In ver... poor French, Jon managed to realise that we were in the wrong place. The cottage we wanted was another half mile down the road. The poor old man just stared at us as we went back to the car. Debbie was giggling a bit and waggled her backside as she walked.We eventually found the right place. It was fantastic. Four bedrooms, its own little. This story happen in 2007 while i was in my final year studies. We got a maid, as she is old and unable to care things properly, she comes with her daughter to make her helpful. Her daughter is not that much sexy or fair, she was an mother of a year old kid by that time. Her husband is an fucking waste guy who needs to eat food from these ladies. Most of the time both maid and her daughter used to work together.It was summer time and I was on holidays for completing my engg project. I used to. Hadn’t yet had a serious girlfriend or my first real kiss. That was about to change. My father travelled a lot and was gone a lot during the week for 3 or 4 days at a time. me and Mom spent a lot of time together during those days and were really close. At 35 Mom was a beautiful woman with dark black hair and green eyes and the same cheerleader body she had in school. But we were a very conservative family and the most I had ever seen of her was in her bikini sunbathing. Her breasts were a. She put the call on hold and told the boys, “I’ve got a granddaughter in Boca that I should send to stay with you for a few weeks. She’s 22, and she got kicked out of college for the second time. She’s addicted to painkillers, and she keeps dating complete losers,” Margaret described her angrily. Margaret was still cranky and cantankerous but always polite and sweet to Brock and Jonathon.Melanie had given a similar speech to the one she had Kirk when they came over to clean her house the first.