" Bathroom and toilet," said Beth, opening the middle door. "No lock, so if you need to go in the night, put the light on. Switch is here. If the ligh...'s on, no-one will barge in. Daytime, we knock. Okay?" Fine." Sal and I are in here," said Beth, opening the third door. The bigger of the two bedrooms, with a king-size double bed, which didn't leave a lot of space for hanging and drawer space, but someone had shoe-horned some built-in furniture in to maximise the space."Neat," said Pete."Thank. ”“I hope you’re right,” said the old man. “That would probably raise a lot of eyebrows, if folks found out about it.” He smiled at her as she served him oatmeal, with brown sugar on it. “Who is he?” he asked.“His first name is Bobby. I can’t remember his last name. It’s Darwin ... or Donald ... something that starts with a D. He’s a handyman, around town, apparently. He did some work for Millie.”“And what is it that makes him so perfect to play the role of your husband?”“Oh, she went on about. He said the first thing that came to mind."Sweety, I take showers." "Why don't I take showers?" she asked sweetly."Well, I suppose you could. We've just made a habit of giving you baths. It's been that way since you were a toddler."Well, I think tomorrow night you should wash me in the shower."Now the importance of what was being discussed penetrated his testosterone laden mind. He couldn't get in the shower with her because she'd see his hardons."But ... we can't." he said. "I'd um... get all. .blouse...bra panty...ab wo poori nangi thi mere samne...mera lundd harkat me aa raha tha...pant ke andar poora tan gaya tha..samne bhrpoor nangi jawani jo leti thi...maine aahista aahista tel leke unke boobs..pet...kamar pe lagana start kiya aur wo aankhe band kar ke leti rahi aur mere hatho ka sparsh mahsoos karti rahi...fir meri taraf dekha aur kaha ki..ab tange bhi khol deti hu..us jagah bhi to apni ugaliyon ka jadoo dikhao meri jaan..mujhe style pasand aaya...unke tange kholte hi unki.