While cutting, I removed the maximum possible amount of cloth in the process. I spread the blouse and told her, “You have one, now.”She was happy ...nd took it from my hand. I told her, “So why are you waiting? Go and try it now itself.”“Ok son.” And she left to go to her room.I was so happy that I would get to see my Vallyemma in a sleeveless blouse. Within 3 minutes, she came out. Oh, my god. The blouse was a bit tight for her. My busty Vallyemma’s boobs were projecting up and her shoulders. “I’ll have the paperwork to you by the end of the week. Did you file the paperwork to combine the property?”“Not yet. Do you need that before you do the work?”“No. We’ll just make sure that the wall is completely on the back property.”We shook hands and he left. Just after lunch I had a call from a female UofC student who wanted to see the house. I gave her our address and she said she’d be over within an hour. The doorbell rang almost exactly an hour later.I opened the door and thought I was. So, guys could feel like they were fucking a teacher, or, at least, a fellow student who is only a few years ahead of them. As a husband, I was, of course, a turn off, and needed to be never mentioned. The husband also needed to stay out of sight. Thus, she did the out call with a few female associates, or rarely, on her own. I did operate as a taxi service, taking her to the frat at about 10 PM, and picking her up around 3 to 4 AM.I knew that she stripped nude, to rock N roll of the era. I. By all standards her vital statistics should be at least 38-28-38. She likes wearing tight fitting clothes like tight jeans or slacks and tops or skirt and tops. Sometimes she even wore tight denim shorts with blouses to match. Most often her tops / blouses are sleeveless that expose her arms distinctly. I will share with you that sometimes while she had raised her hand; I had a glimpse of her very hairy armpits that were covered with a thick growth of curly black hairs. Evidently she did not.