Sharmila really didn’t mind because she was usually out late on Friday night, and slept late anyway. She needed her eight hours.She also didn’t ha...e to wait long because by the time she would wake up; I’d just about be done with mom. If Sharmila got up early, she would sit around waiting for her turn with just her bathrobe having a cup of coffee, going over yesterday’s mail. Sometimes she’d sit in the darkened TV room opposite the dining room just relaxing with her coffee. Well last night was. Marie looked at Jane quizzically and asked “Well? What happened?”Jane pressed a finger to her lips and shook her head. Marie was about to burst with curiosity, but when Jane saw how anxious her mother was to hear about what she and Hiroshi had done she relented.“We went into the clubhouse and we found the toilet for disabled people, just as Brad had said.”“And?”“And I looked around, but there was nobody near there, so I told Hiroshi that we should go inside quickly and lock the door. He was. I awoke from a sound sleep to hear them upstairs getting ready for bed. My door was ajar, and I saw that both were dressed quite appealingly - my aunt was wearing a yellow summer dress with matching heels, and Helen was wearing a black sort of a filmy blouse with an ankle-length flowing black skirt and heels. My aunt passed my door on her way into the master bathroom, and I saw that her dress was unbuttoned and open. I became instantly hard when I saw her pink bra and panties, and her curvy. ”He read through, finding it fascinating. She filled him in on further information. Once done, she steered him to pages that had poems from the poets he had just read about. He printed a couple poems out, and went back and printed a page from the history. It would have the website.“Joe,” she finally said, and turned around in the chair and kissed him. The kiss became intense, with Joe grabbing her firm full ass to bring pressure and rubbing to their two excited genitals. When she reached down.