This is true story of my sexual interact with our bldg. Elderly maid who would come every day morning to sweep the bldg. And to collect the waste from...houses in bldg.About her she was healthy maid can’t say that she was fat, whitish gujrathi female in her early 50. Quite talkative and we too being of same language, she would come to our house to ask for drinking water and my mother would give her water and also some food left of last night too. She would also help my mother if any help. A couple of touches of the emery boardand they were perfectly manicured. I realised that the same process couldlengthen my hair, and began to brush it out. And it grew. I brushed it downto my shoulders, and then over, bringing it right down until I could see theends and then further, covering and then hanging off my breasts. I brushedthe fringe down over my face. It was all a little straight, so I wet it andplayed with an old set of rollers and a hairdryer until it was beautifullywavy. Still,. Well you won't see it but you'll hearit as you swallow his cock. The total package. It's all the abovesweetie and it takes years of practice. Your apartment gets paid forbecause you're so good looking. You get your clit taken care of becausehe can't keep his hands off of you, you young thing. You drive whatever you want and your slave will even wash it for you. You get to doevery nasty perverted thing you can think of with every sweet cock youcan find, and you get the newest porn.Ok sweetie. I finally have my c***dren I thought to myself. The more I looked at myself the more I felt a need for change I knew I had to start working out again to lose this belly and maybe a haircut would bring some new life to me. The only thing I could do right now was take care of this massive bush of black hair that had grown around my pussy. I threw a towel around myself and stepped back out into the room."Hey Luke, have you unpacked the bag of toiletries yet?" Yea Mom here you go." he said handing.