Mario was a cement contractor, who, it turns out, worked for the mob. I was totally unaware of the connection until years later; I read a newspaper ar...icle about the passing of Mario ‘Cement Shoes’ Dellasandro turning states evidence against his former employer. His wife, Antoinette, was a stay at home trophy that Mario liked to show off. I can fully understand why! She was absolutely gorgeous! She may not have been Dolly Parton in the breast department, but what she had was very easy on the. Then we reached Mysore and acted as if there was nothing between us. When reaching the Mysore bus stand to board bus to Bangalore, I saw this lady also was going to Bangalore and I got in the same bus which she boarded. She sat in the middle row of the Rajahamsa Bus and the seat next to her was empty. When she saw me, there was a smile on her face which I could understand and preceded near her and asked her is anybody to come and sit next to her. She simply shook her head and sat properly on. As I sat there at the back of the room, I looked at the other customers and was slightly startled to see a vaguely familiar face.The man, slightly older than us, turned from the bar and came across, smiled as he introduced himself and then sat down. Brett had been the Project Manager for the local company building our small estate of houses when we first moved to this part of the world all that time ago.Now at this point, I’m going to take a moment to add a Shakespearean aside...Ours had been. ??Well it is difficult and I am scared you will refuse me.? After her words there was a brief silence. Outside the bedroom a car drove by, breaking the silence. ?It is something I really need. Something I need you to do to me."?And anal?? John almost whispered the words as if saying them too loud would make the answer come back in the negative.?Anal? Yes I would be interested in allowing you anal.?John almost yelped. She wanted some oral sex or maybe a massage with scented oils. His imagination.