The professor imagined that Anne would have been better suited in an XL, to accommodate her big bosom. Smiling, she then picked up, what appeared to b... a piece of string, but it was a size large white G-String. She smelled it and took in the aroma of Anne’s musky discharge.“I can see you were turned on wearing these as much, as Jason liked them,” the Professor said, as she turned around and walked across to look at Anne for the first time, slipping the G-String into her laboratory jacket, to. They were waiting for me. They'd probably heard me in the driveway.Mom was sitting on one of the kitchen chairs, facing the right side of the room and Dad was standing next to her. It was instantly clear that they were planning on spanking me, right then and there."Get over here young lady!" It was typical of my mom's attitude, expecting me to do whatever she told me without question, regardless of the fact that I was an adult. Dad was equally stern but quieter.For a split second, I thought. ” John smiled and laughed. He assured her that she had earned the tip and that the amount was very appropriate for the number of people and the amount of the bill. They talked back and forth clearly not agreeing with each other, but in a bantering and friendly manner. He wouldn’t take the money back. Bianca was equally firm and wouldn’t take the money either. John looked at her. He was very attracted to this girl. At 42 John was much older than she was, but he thought maybe there was a chance. .”“Yes...” She answers. “Aaaaahhhhmmm ... I married when I was quite young, 17 years old ... It was an arranged marriage ... He was okay – but, I can’t have children – which is good, because I never wanted children ... And he didn’t love sex, and I do love sex ... So things with us didn’t work out really ... We separated a few years ago and I’ve been ‘having fun’ ever since...” She smirks. “I don’t act like people think an Indian lady should act!”“And how is that?” Checks Ozvik.She smiles.