’ ‘People pay more money if they perceive value, and how much value Mr Robinson, would you put on nostalgia?’ ‘I really don’t know. In some ...ases heaps I suppose.’ ‘Exactly and that’s what people will read into this newspaper advertisement tomorrow morning. It won’t matter if you haven’t sold out by nightfall because next day’s customers will simply assume another shipment has arrived.’ ‘It could take three weeks to clear 1500 ceramic pots.’ ‘Mr Robinson. I’m charging you $300 for this work.. Once again my cock got hard. Not from her pressing her body against me, but feeling her hand on my pecker. I could feel her rubbing it up and down with the palm of her hand. As the thunder clapped, I realized she wasn't as jumpy,or as frightened. "Was this really the answer to the age long riddle? I thought to myself. "Was this really the best way to conquer her fear of thunderstorms?"I didn't say anything to stop her this time. She seemed to be more relaxed playing with my cock. It felt good. She is very friendly to everyone and talks very nicely too. She told that she is in the building(as she stays somewhere else) and she will come to my room to collect in some time. I said okay and was waiting for her to come and I continued with my works.After some time there was a knock on the door. I opened it and saw aunty standing outside. I invited her in and kept the door open. But for my surprise, she closed the door herself. I was like why did she close the door. I offered her a seat and. And he had accepted.She called him “Black-sama”. Apparently it was the name of the father he never knew. He was dead. He didn’t really mind whatever it was that she called him. Not after she had thoroughly beaten up the gang of 5 bullies that had been threatening him since he started High school. It was an amazing yet scary sight to see ten strong men get beaten up by a violet haired and violet eyed beauty in a tight fitting red skirt suit that showed off all her curves in all the right places.