" A man, dressed neatly in the Salon's uniform greets them after Lisa showed her special voucher to the receptionist."My name is Dirt E. Douche. Pardo... if my name sounds a bit crass. The E stands for Edgaf by the way. I will be your concierge for today." The man, Dirt E. Douche introduced himself. Lisa frowned, she held suspicious that it wasn't his real name. His name sounded like a name for some pimp instead of a concierge of a reputable establishment.Well, a name is just a name, no need to. I paused, indecisive and she was up to me. I stared at her breasts they looked so squeezable I wanted to touch her pussy covered in hair. “Trying to take pictures of me?”I stammered and flushed.“Try this!” she posed with one hand on her hip and the other behind her head. I very quickly took two quick snaps.She smiled walked on only pausing to talk to the lady at number 21. I was surprised no one seemed to mind her nudity. She walked on until she reached my house.“Do you want a few more. I was gone several minutes and had lost any thoughts of what might still be going on. I walked out assuming Jen and Sean would be putting their clothes back on and maybe out back in the lounge room, heading toward the end of the evening. No sign of them in the lounge or kitchen area.The door to the bedroom was shut, but I saw no sign of them in the immediate other rooms. I headed toward the bedroom door, by now I heard muffled noises, they sounded aggressive. Jen was normally quiet during. Achha bta colz m kitni gf banaiMe- bataya na mene ek bhi nhiAunty-kyuMe- koi mili hi nhi achhiAunty-or teri makan malkin ki ladki( m shock rh gya) kya hua mujhe sab pta h tune us ladki ko dekh kr hi rum liya tha na…Me- ha aunty but abhi tak kuch nhi huaAunty- haste hue tabhi….Me-kya tabhi auntyAunty-tu mujhe dekh rha thaMe- nhi auntyAunty- jhhot mat bol aaj bike p bhi bahut break mar rha tha… Or abhi mujhe naga dekha naMe- aunty sorry..Aunty- are m teri aunty hu… Mujhe to esi nazro m mat dekha.