‘Which apartment?’ Stacey asked, which seemed weird since we had only the one, and Michael had lived there for years, we were the relative newcome...s. ‘The one on Fourth,’ replied Megan, and both of them smiled. I couldn’t stay silent, not if it involved Michael. ‘That’s crazy!’ I objected. ‘He doesn’t live over on Fourth, he lives with us, on Fourth.’ It didn’t sound right. ‘8310 Fourth Avenue.’ I added the clarification firmly, but felt suddenly uncertain. I’d lived with Michael for years and. She couldn’t believe what she had just seen.Jenny: oh my word how could she do that to herself. Have I let the years slip by without noticing? She is only fifteen though. How does she even know about that kind of stuff?Jenny asked herself as she held on to the kitchen counter trying not to fall over. What she had just witnessed gave her the same feeling as a kid gets when he realises his dad isn’t a superhero. As she tried to make sense of things she noticed her pussy was feeling quite. The first two evenings went great. I met a lot of other people I had not seen in a while and we reconnected. The third night I was joining a large group of people at a nice restaurant off the resort property. It was a bit more dress up than the other evenings. Even though it was only March, it was smoldering that evening. I put on a very smart, sleeveless, below the knee black dress with black strapy sandals with 4 inch heels. Nothing to get the rumor mill going! I had to get a sexy touch. Kamya : Taro lod kadak an jado che. Tu chode che pan saras.Me : Garam dudh pivu che vahaliKamya : Banavi lav, pachi maza kariye.Me : Dear,dudh pi ane nagik av.Kamya : avu chu.Bahu utavar kare che. AAkhi rat baki che .Me : Tara jevo mal nagik hoy toj maza ave. Tara babbla ne dabavi ne besvu che.Kamya. Le tari najik avi ne babbla dabavi ne bethi. Kevu lage che vahala.Me : Tara babbla naram n moto che. Tara babbla dabava nu bahu game che.Kamya : Jetla dabava hoi etla dabav mara ball. Hu taro lod.