“Well, I’m happy to see you dear, but what are you doing here?” my mother asked, turning the situation back to something bearing some semblance ...f normality.“A space opened up in the transfer program,” my sister said excitedly.“And you got in,” my mother finished, obviously having some prior knowledge with regards to what my sister was talking about. Clearly, they had discussed it between themselves already, but today was the first time I had heard mention of it.“Yeah, I wanted to surprise you,. Ak baar main apni sister ke kaha delhi gaya tha meri sister ne kaha ki anu aayi thee maine puccha ki vo kaha rehati hai to meri sister add de diya lekin phone no pucchne ki meri himmat nahi hui main apni sister ki add book utha li aur no dekhne laga maine usme se uska phone no mil gaya maine mobile main add kar liya kuch din sochta raha ki karu na karu aur ak din himmat karke phone mila diya usne mere se bahoot acchi tarha se baat ki mujhe pata chala ke uske papa is duniya main nahi rahe mujhe. Under it all, I wore a pair ofpink satin panties with little bows at the sides and ruffly lace at theleg openings, a matching bra and garter belt and white thigh highstockings. Those were for me!After browsing the magazines, the toys, the video racks and thepersonal ads on the wall, I was drawn to the movie booths. Ten buckbout my way in for an hour and I entered a new world. The room was Hshaped, with 40 private video booths lining the walls. I noticed thatwhile some of the doors were closed,. At first I thought she was very drunk and that she was being very friendly but then I realized she was very drunk but she was hitting on me. This woman was 75 years old, about five foot tall, maybe a hundred pounds, blonde hair. She did not look 75, and she was very attractive for an older woman, her name was Mona. But I was shopping for much younger snatch. After being shot down several times I was regrouping at a corner table when the Mona came over and sat down. She again hit on me, this.