He was actually pretty attractive. I didn't expect that at all. Maybe it was his blue eyes that made him more interesting."You are a very pretty girl....I'm surprised. So, where is the money?" See, that is the problem. I'm low on cash right now. This is all I have."He stared down into my palm where a few bills were wadded up and laughed."That is not enough. Don't fuck with me little faggot. You waste my time." No, no, no I'm not wasting your time. I'm sure I could do something else for you on top. I opened the letter, and read what she had written:Will, I’m hoping this will arrive before the weekend, so you can make alternative arrangements for the university vacation. I won’t be coming up to Sydney for the next few weeks, there’s far too much going on here for me to miss. I’ve been trying to work out how to tell you this for a while, but I think we should stop seeing each other. Not that we actually see each other anymore, but you know what I mean, it’s time to call an end our. “I guess it’s time for another bottle of wine”. She looked at me and said that if I didn’t find anything to my liking in the kitchen that I could check the wine cellar. “Wine cellar? You have a wine cellar?” I asked. Linda took my hand and pulled me toward a door between the stairway and the bathroom. I had not noticed the door before. TI door was on the front side of the house and as the ground slopped up from there we only had to descend a few steps. Linda turned on the light. All these actions of hers since this morning were killing me deeply. These actions made me think about whether bhabhi is up to something today!While napping on the cot, I felt someone sprinkling water on me. When the droplet went heavy, I woke up knowing it was raining heavily. I ran to the storeroom, and bhabhi was nowhere to be found. I got the tarp and began to look for her.She was all drenched. The saree was clung to her body, revealing her curvy ‘ass’ets! While coming to the storeroom.