I finally surmised that she had gone down to Bill’s for a quick fuck. The more I imagined it in my head the more excited and hard I got. My lust mus... have taken over because the next thing I knew I asked her ‘Mom, where down at Bills’ having sex?’ She looked like a deer in the headlights, she had been caught. ‘Were you following me?’ she asked. ‘No’, I simply said. ‘Then how do you know..how did you know….what makes you think…I ..I ..was having sex?’ she asked. ‘Well, you just look like and you. What the fuck is it about her that is so intriguing?I get my pecan roll, put some fake sugar in my coffee and look for a new spot. There are several groups of old men. There are a number of women chatting; groups of six or more. When they come in, they have their nose in the air. When the spot somebody they know, they scream, hop up and down with their arms outstretched and hug each other. Most of the tables are full. I feel I am justified for my selection.There a table away from me is a man;. I’ve seen plenty of males around, but I don’t know why they are afraid to talk to me. Sure, they’ll sit there for hours drooling, but I haven’t met one that had the balls to come up and talk to me! It’s hot here, that’s why I’ve been forced to wear almost nothing (wink wink) plus I’ve seen the way Ricardo has been looking at me, and I even caught him in my room going through my panty drawer. I can’t lie to you that got my blood boiling. I’m fighting my sexual feelings towards him, he is my. I am a big navel fanatic and used to stare at navels whenever I used to get a chance. My sight was interrupted by bhabhi who asked me to come home.It was 8 pm. Bhaiyya wasn’t home. Komal said that she was hungry and asked me to join her for dinner. I said, okay. While she was bending to add me some curry, that lovely milked cleavage started arousing me. I had to shift my gaze several times when she used to look at me. I wanted to make a move, but I was scared.Later, I was continuously noticing.