That leaves fuckface.“I noticed a wedding ring on his finger so my best guess is that his wife suspects that he is playing around on her and has hir...d your brother’s firm to get the goods on him. I’m guessing that you are with your brother as camouflage. It being easier to follow someone into a restaurant and spy on them as a couple rather than as a single male. How am I doing?”She gave me a big smile and then said, “In the words of some politician, whose name escapes me, I will neither confirm. Me : mene bola ki top dikhana mast toh dukan wale ne ek skyblue clr ka sleevless top dikhaya jo acha tha but mene unko bola ki tshirt dikhana toh usne wo dikhaya mene kaha omana (mom) ye try karoOmana: ye nai ye tshirt h sibin me nai pehen sakthiMe : mene bola ye acha h atleast try toh karoOmana : thik h jaanFir mene jeans bhi liya omana keliye aur fir wo jab bahar nikli pehen kar ufffffff kya lag rhe thi uski gand.Boobs sab dikh rhe h mene bhi andar trail room mein ghus gya toh wo boli ki. Win-win.I certainly don't know everything that's happening or not happening, is true or not true, or matters or doesn't matter, in this universe I inhabit. And that's even before considering the uncounted multiverses opened up by The Highway.So if you see me talking to my car, and already happen to know the universal truths of life, the universe, and everything, then please explain it to me. I will be very appreciative.Until then, grant me my quirks. They're already shared by enough other. Her boobs were lower, almost to her waist in fact, her hair wispy, fine, thinning and white and her skin pale and wrinkled, but she had an elegant, almost statuesque quality despite her frailty and stiff joints.Then my moment came."I must spend a penny, Charlie" she said (my name's Peter) and slowly eased her way out of the chair, using a stick to help her down the corridor to the toilets -- I saw the back of her bony legs for the first time that day -- yep, seams again - horny as fuck! Once.