He offered to drive me over to my house, and today Shelley decided to come with us. She got into the back seat, so I did too, and she sat close to me....It was a move that caught her father’s eye, and while he didn’t say anything, he looked at us curiously when I got out. I refrained from kissing her good-bye, the better part of valor being discretion, and all that sort of thing.I couldn’t get back over to Shelley’s to work on the project until the following Tuesday. She had to go out of town for. ”Margaret seemed more than a little pleased by this spirit of cooperation. Francine issued the invitation for us to get serious about these plans. “Let’s all go into the big bedroom in back and undress,” she offered. “I have set three chairs in there so everyone not participating at any particular time will have a very good view.” The five of us walked down the hall to find the master bedroom door open and the bed turned down, with three armless, straight backed dining room chairs spaced evenly. “Yes! How can I help you?” Suddenly I heard a female from behind me.I abruptly turned around and came face to face with an Old Age Lady holding an umbrella. As it was all dark I couldn’t see much of her face but got an idea that she wore a Ladies Business Suit.“Hi! I’m Meera! Actually I stopped my scooty here because of the Rains. I was checking out the bungalow. It looked quite beautiful.” I said.“But its not for sale my dear.” said the Old Lady politely smiling.“I know that and I have no. " Glenda was no more. "And you?"She shook her head, leaning toward me. "Hold me," she said almost plaintively.I reached for her shoulders and leaned my face close to hers. "Hold me back?"She snorted softly through her nose and swung herself to straddle my legs facing me. Her skirt was too tight for her to get close so I slid it up around her hips. She squirmed close and hugged her arms around my shoulders. I squeezed her hips with my hands and slid my hands up and around her back. She was so.