She and mother went to the same salon. She exuded good health and latent sexuality. I watched her walk to the kitchen door and was surprised to see he... nipples get hard as she approached. I wondered who or what had brought that on. I hoped it was me. I was dressed only in cut-offs. I wanted to give her a preview of what would be under an expensive silk shirt and sport coat in an hour or so. I also wanted to show off the man's body that I had worked so hard on over the last couple of years. I. I wonder who does the programming here. Benjamin parked on the street in front of the address. A woman was weeding in the garden next door. Benjamin stood by the car watching. A portly man emerged from the house that the garden belonged to. ‘Wanda, get out of my garden.’ The woman held her ground. ‘I’m here on official government business.’ ‘You have no business uprooting my flowers.’ ‘These aren’t flowers, Eric. They’re weeds, and they are invasive species. As a member of the Environmental. I still didn'teven have the faintest clue as to what was going on.The man beside me quickly fell asleep and soon began to snore. I wascompletely exhausted and was on the verge of falling asleep as well.However I was also burning with curiosity and a desire to make some senseof what was going on and what I'd become. I carefully slipped out of bedand out of the bedroom."Where am I?" I whispered, knowing good and well I wasn't in my own houseor even my own body. It had become pretty obvious. One day she came with her husband and said that her husband has left the job and now he was planning to shift in india and my surprise that her husband was a real “lallu ” and really at time i though that ” ajab teri kudrat , ajab tera khel chachunder ke sar me chameli ka tel”That night my wife asked me if ican help her husband to get a job in india and settele down so i said ok i will try but i was also looking for this oppertunity.I went to her house next day and at that time her husband was.