She stood there sporting a white see-through button up blouse with a red bra with black trim, and a black and red plaid schoolgirl skirt that was so s...ort I swear I could make out the crotch of her panties, which I later found out mathched the bra and garters that held up her thigh high red fishnet stockings, that were beautifully tucked into her knee high black stilettoes. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, snapping me out of my drooling stooper. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I stumbled to. The wood floor creaks as it’s walked on and the shelves seem to tilt at a slight angle, making one to always move slowly about the small spaces. It’s a bookstore that needs special attention to survive even among the odd shops of Conner. Jeffry thinks he’s happy. Ask him how he’s doing and the reply is invariably, ‘Just fine, just fine. How about you?’ He’s lying to himself. He does have friends and he shares a pint now and then with them. They read a lot, like him. A couple of them even aspire. There lived an aunt named Madhavi, in my neighborhood.They are sound rich.But she lost her husband in an accident that took place 5 years ago.They had a son named Nisith and was studying in a school abroad.She aged about 45 or 50.But she looks pretty younger as if she is in her 30’s. She had most sexy boobs, each sizes about a big coconut, and they seemed to pop out anytime from her tight blouse that I got addicted to her. Her big ass cheeks dances while she walks, what makes every man on the. He stopped when he come over the hill, I right away pulled my fingers out of Carol and said high. He cam down a way and sat down. We got into a conversation that was broke up by him remembering why he was on the mound in the first place. He said he had to go, got up and asked would we like a beer. Sure enough both men returned, I told them they could take off there things if they wanted and come down to the blanket. Carol was close to my side, her hand around my arm, both of us leaning back on.