Jill’s phone buzzes. “Hello, this is Jill Greene,” she says.There’s a pause as I can only hear Jill’s side of the conversation.“Yes, tomor...ow morning would be fine. We’ll see you then. Have a great day!” She says before hanging up.“What was that all about?” I ask.“A large stockholder of Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetracks. He’s put an investor group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow morning at the Hawk. They wanted to make sure they were not intruding on. "Motha' Fucker!" Tasheka cursed. "You didn't pay me 'nuff asshole." "That's all I have baby!" I begged. I took pleasure in negotiating with the cheapest prostitutes! "Oh yah you do, you motha' fucker!" she curse again. I knew she lived alone so there was no threat of a big, burly man charging out the closet of her tiny studio and beating me to pulp. "Seriously baby! I spent all my money on you this week." She sighed then shoved the money in the drawer of her side table. Then she smiled and. With my dizzy eyes, I turned my head away from the movie and looked side towards uncle and noticed something which was odd. My uncle’s had was on Meenakshi’s thighs and as I saw his hands were slowly sliding deep inside her skirt. I was shocked but more than that I felt dizzy.I told my uncle I wanted to go sleep for a little while and as soon as I said that Meenakshi got up and said: ” Come on Shruti, let me give you some company today.” And she got up and took me with her to the bedroom. The. Her slim body masked by a tight red dress, which plunged to hint at the breasts they hid. I held one finger to my lips as I signalled her to silence. I could hear your breathing increase and with it with your anticipation. I could imagine the sensations your pussy held. The wetness that was seeping from between those lips, where shaven flesh awaited its first soft touch. I took the hand of my gift and led her to the bed, the sound of silk legs rubbing giving you the first hint of what I had.