In my home me and mum, father,and my sister. My mother had five sisters,the lost one is ,married and her husband in gulf,he is not getting good salary...in gulf.Financily she is very poor.All other sisters and mum is helping her. I was in bangalore and working and staying in a small home ,I was 28 and she is 38 and having one 4 year old girl baby.one day one of my mums sister and family came to see me in bangalore for tour . She asked me why dont you call the mums sister for your cooking she also. He then asked Paris to stand up and removed her pencil skirt, revealing her black lacy panties and her black seamed hold-ups. Max smiled as he liked what he saw and a little movement from down below confirmed this. He began to rub her upper legs and thighs, back and forth, back and forth. Paris was loving it, staring at Max throughout his man handling of her. He was kneeling in between her legs now and started to unbutton her blouse (that looked like a mans shirt), undid the tie, and removed. At this point I was getting pretty drunk and I discussed how she looked and showed pictures of her and her feet. He responded "very very sexy" and asked if he could come by and sniff her high heels before he goes back on the road tomorrow and I said sure.So we left the bar and arrived back at my place I had sobered up a little but him not so much. I looked for a pair of heels that would be smelly trying not to wake my wife. When I found a pair he was waiting on the couch and I gave them to him.. Some people were ready to pack up and leave tomorrow. There was going to be a problem because the fruit would probably spoil before it got to the railhead, but, as a gesture of good will, they would still receive the tampons and fire starters they had planned to trade for. Hopefully this would cement a trading relationship and not mark the northerners as hopeless fools. Well, time would tell.This group of people were about 20 days from the railhead, so they would have to try to find fruit that.