So he became close to mom.He used to praise my mom’s hair bun always. Sometimes he presses that hair bun like boobs and you know my fucking mom like... it. Mom used to prepare food for him since he was a single and only neighbor on my floor. I also felt that something odd is happening between these two.He got the weak point of mom. So he always praising her hair. And sometimes I feel like mom is trying to show off her hair bun to him. Even some times mom used to talk in his favor. Which woman. She sat at work wishing she didn’t have to be there, imagining her bosses reaction if he realised shed slipped her fingers into her swollen cunt under the desk, the other hand working away with the mouse on the computer. It was the slowest day ever, she achieved nothing as she couldn’t focus her mind on anything other than sex.When she got home she found an old tape she had bought a few years ago from a dark little shop in Islington when she too worked in the city. She put it into the dusty. The two tires in her hip were troubling me and I noticed that she was not wearing bra from the transparent blouse she was wearing while following her. Her boobs were also big with smart belly. She must be darkish brown in colour. I enquired about my girl; but she told that my girl went to Hyderabad along with her father to receive her certificates as she did her degree at Hyderabad. She asked me to sit in a sofa and she came and sat next to me. She is 5 feet 7 inches tall and must be around 70. “What’s a lady have to do to dump some money on this school?” she complained.Arnn just looked at her, utterly nonplused. “And you are... ?” he finally stammered.“I’m Vangie Bradley,” the girl declared. She was angry! The kids could almost see smoke coming out from both ears. “Sisters!” she nearly screamed. “I should just kill them all and be done with it! They just have to monopolize everything.” Looking at Arnn she said, “I’ll bet all the neat new buildings are already spoken for, aren’t they?.