So, my buisness attire is as follows.. black v cut shirt, that falls right to the bottom of my belly button but shows off great amount of cleavage. ...a very tight pair of striped pants, that flow down my legs to a nice pair of pumps.My morning went by pretty fast. before i knew it, 10am was here, and standing in front of me, was the most sexiest man i've ever seen in my life. standing about 6'1'', the epitome of "tall dark and handsome". the bluest eyes you've ever seen. and damned if. We hit it off so well, we wound up hardly paying any attention to the movie. I couldn’t believe how compatible we were. We could practically finish each other’s sentences. She was like a wild, glowing ball of light. Feisty and earnest. Bouncy, flouncy fun. Filled to the brim with art and ideas and an endless supply of energy. And for whatever reason, she was every bit as smitten with me as I was with her. I had never been so happy to lose a fencing match. By two in the morning, Sonya and I were. Riya had left already.Sejal went to her parents’ bedroom. It was 4 in the evening and her dad was at office. Her mom was, as usual, sitting on the couch watching TV in the living room.Sejal sneaked into the room and opened her father’s wardrobe. She looked for Naresh’s underwear. When Sejal found it, she did a crazy thing. She removed her pants and panty, wore her dad’s underwear and pulled up her pants and panty. Naresh’s underwear was now touching Sejal’s wet pussy.Naresh usually came home. I moved back in after my dad had his heart attack, and I’ve been living in hell ever since. I finally convinced my mom to let me travel to Mexico for a much needed vacation. I arrived in my home town of Culiacan , Sinaloa. I hadn’t been there in at least five years, everything looked so different. I got off the bus, wearing some blue daisy dukes, pink spaghetti strap (without a bra of course) my hair in a pony tail, and some pink sandals. As soon as my foot touched the ground, you would have.