Me bahoot thuggayi hoom, thoda let javoon.I sat near her. I noticed she was a buxom girl in her early twenties, big boobs, flat navel, nice make up, H...r blouse which was specially made for the dance with lot of shining materials was pinching her and she just unhooked her blouse and her boobs which were in the bra were projecting up. I asked her whether I may help her to unhook the bra. She just looked at me and smiled and said ok and turned to her side opposite to me. I lifted blouse bottom,. Still being a bastard I refused all comers. Then the newest and youngest assistant cautiously approaches. She is carrying a few extra pounds and showing a large amount of bosom. “Mr Johnson would you dance with me. Please?” She is a redhead, squeezed in to a little white dress. Nipples clearly pointing her way and the dress stopping 4 inches above her knee. Thought to myself ‘she had better be careful bending over’ she has no panty lines showing. I guess she is the same age as my gr---daughter. What she wanted more then anything. More then all the words in the world. She wanted him to hold her like he used to. The house was just as she remembered it from when she was here the day before. The old truck was parked in the driveway. He must not be worried about these people, whoever they were, finding him she thought. When she walked in the house the first thing she saw was the dress and panties sitting on the living room floor lying atop a pair of open toed sandles. She bit her lip. She only looked around 17 years old but I was informed she was 20 years old and I could ask for proof if needed. No I was happy with my choice. My friend Paul asked for a gay maid. Three stepped forward indication they were gay. He chose one. I did not look at him. They escorted us to a table.The maids took our order and soon came back with our drink. Gina sipped my drink then kissed me transferring the drink into my mouth. Paul’s boy did the same to him. I asked Gina, “I am new here what are.