After buying her shaved ice, she turned around and stepped toward me. Seeing me, she stopped suddenly, but the ice kept going…right onto my t-shirt ...nd cargo pants. “¡Dios mío…Oh my God! I’m sorry! I didn't see you there! ” she said in a Cuban accent. The liquid ice had spread from my chest down to my knees. Although my first reaction was anger, I laughed. I couldn't help it, her lovely pout, my soaked clothes, and her reaction. She kept on muttering apologies, mostly in Spanish, interspersed. Wo boli okh…Aur stairs pr chdne lgi.. Uski skirt joints tak thi… Mai neechae se uski thigh dkh rha tha..kasam se itni moti…mulayum…meri to khada ho gya…….maine kha aaj ni to kabhi ni…Hum terrace pr baith gye…maine kha id bnwa du wo boli theek…h maine strt kri bnani…sari details li aur bnadi id… Ab bari aayi profile picture ki.. Maine kha chl ek sexy pose de… Wo boli kaise main kha tu soch… Sexy ka mtlb ni pta kya..??Wo boli ni tu bta de….Maine kha porn ni dekhi kya tune..Wo boli porn ??Maine. " When I gave her a questioning look of disbelief, Ann added another, "Real close. We hadn't gone all the way but we had messed around a bit. He invited me on a weekend get-a-way and after debating it, I decided I would take him up on his offer and if it was a success, I would leave you for him."I just sat there, mouth gaping as she told her tale."I needed a good excuse to get away and then I came up with the plan of getting you out of town and having Teresa watch the kids while I was 'called. That's nothing new. Heck, you almost never wear a bra at night after changing into your pajamas. No, there's something we're missing."The look of concern returned to her face. Again...good."Now I see it. Now it's obvious. Chani, look again. Look again as you go about your day. There is something different. What's different is that you're not wearing a bra around me, around your dad!"At this, her look of confusion intensified. Not to worry though, it's what I expected."I am so...," I said with.