I tried to take her to a restaurant near Ooty but I dint tel her. I convinced her finally to come wit me in my bike.The day came and I went to pick he... up, surprise for me was waiting. She was coming towards me in a semi transparent black t-shirt which was showing every inch of her hotness and a tight pant. She got in my bike and we started off. She didn’t hug me but her boobs were crushing my back and it was making a tent in my pants.We were talking casually about everything. It was a weekday. Katia briefly looks at Nadine. Her eyes are slightly drowsy. It must be the effect of the wine and just waking up from her nap. “All right Ms. stubborn. You win.” Nadine laughs and switches on the TV.Why did Katia give up so easily? Doesn’t she know I’m naked under the blanket? Shouldn’t she put more effort into shooing away her daughter from the couch? “I don’t think this is a good idea. Shouldn’t you put away the boxes first? There’s so much clutter in the living room” is my attempt to get. That time she served thirty days in the county jail.After that I went away to college and got my four-year degree in Engineering. When I went back home to live and look for a job I was invited to be my father’s best man. He was marrying Candice of all people.I assumed that she had changed but as you can plainly see assume can be separated into ASS U ME translating that into, when you assume you make an ass out of you and me. If anything Candice had gotten worse.Dad met her in a Stripper Club. With one hand on her breasts and the other rubbing her clit, she closed her eyes in unfulfilled desire. OOH she had forgotten how good that felt so shaking slightly she set down on the bed, still touching herself, unwilling to stop. Lying back, she remembered how good it used to be with Sam. He used to do this when he made love to her, gently licking her nipples as he rubbed her clit. She moaned at the thought of it, dipping her fingers into her wetness, pumping them in and out of her. She was.