Unka parlor humare ghar ke paas me hi tha and wo daily humare ghar pe aati thi free time me mom se baate karne ke liye and kabhi kabhi mujhe bhi parlo... me bula leti because kuch ladies and girls ki demand hoti thi boys se facial, manicure, pedicure karwana h, isse meri pocket money ban jati thi, Hamesha ki trah ek din unki call ayi ki unki ek regular client ki requirement h me chala gya waha par,Jese hi me enter hua meri ek halki si nazar couch par padi waha ek ladkj beth ke chaye (tea) pi rhi. She was his first wife about 38 years of age.SHE:”So Ali took your wife also.’’It was statement not a question. I had no need to look dumb founded now, so I nodded.SHE:”I always pray for him as I know hell fire awaits him as he continues to receive curses from people like you, but why don’t you do anything?’’ME:”What can I do?’’SHE:”Anything…hmmm…like taking from him exactly whatever he took from you!!”I knew exactly what she wanted, precisely what she meant.We were in her guest room in no time. He invited me in and hobbled to the lounge and sat on the sofa, he still had on the tight white shorts, Bruno was lapping up some water from the kitchen and then came in to greet us jumping up on Tony as he sat giving him a slobbering wet kiss. I pulled up a stool and asked Tony to put his leg up and as he did so I noticed that his shorts were a bit wet with Bruno’s slobbering and now I could clearly see his cock through the fabric, I had heard that black guys had big cocks but had never seen. At most parties I found myself surrounded by my husband’s friends, getting dark stares from their other halves. I had finalized some details and decided that I would start the festivities at the Convention and then hire a separate ballroom for my husband’s party too. A way to kill two birds with one stone. I sent out the invites with specific instructions to the guests, specifically stating all participants must wear a costume. As the date approached, I was sorting through the numerous costumes.