I came back rushing with a pounding heart waiting for my surprise package. She was standing there, the dream lady, her ass bulged out, her hair flowin... till her waist, her hands folded across looking at the horizon. I interrupted and opened the packet offered her a cigarette and lit it. She dragged a fag. My god, that was awesome, those sexy red lips dragging the fag, green eyes rolled up in relief and she blew the smoke on my face, I smiled.Me: Wow, mam you look even sexier when you smokeHer:. We visited his shop on our honeymoon and my wife fell in love with those delicate aromatic chocolate jewels. Whenever I could, I returned there on my trips and purchased large boxes of her favorite candy.My wife tried to teach me how to appreciate the candy. How to recognize the distinct flavors, how to taste the intricate nuances clear to educated palate but lost on my insensitive buds. The fact that I never learned how to appreciate the chocolate didn't diminish my extreme pleasure at. Then I came to know that she was his daughter and went out to withdraw money from the ATM. The whole time I was bit afraid that if she said something then I am gone.The hours passed snail crawling on floor. Then my father said to him that Why don’t you stay for tonight in our home (to enlighten their old school life.) After long hour of convincing he said ok. Slowly the night fell and my heart beat was racing like hell.We all decided to go out for dinner. I was too afraid so I decided to stay. Penny and I didn't have any free time to get together except to study. The last day of class was a half day on Monday. Penny and I planned to go back to my house after school and have lunch then take advantage of the nearly empty house.I heated up soup while Andy made sandwiches for the three of us. We had just sat down to eat when there was a knock at the back door. Andy jumped up and ran for the door. He escorted Heather to the table.I asked, "Did you have lunch yet, Heather?" No." Sit down..