She smiled and said , he only likes the young girls who work as day workers at the farm and he has no more interests in me. We fixed up a massage sess...on at 5 P.M since she said her man would be going to town around that time and he would come home drunk late at night..After serving me lunch, she went home promising me she will be back at 5pm. She arrived sharp at 5 and I talked to her for sometime and said there is a change of plan, I don’t need a massage , what I need is an oil bath, she said. .ssss”. I adjusted my fallen pallu and showed him some sexy revealing type bra’s.I asked him, ‘”what is ur wife’s bra size?”. He thought for a while and replied “I dont know. I have not seen her with bra on her, i prefer to leave those beauties hanging..he he he”. I also encouraged him by replying,” even i leave it hanging all the time sirrr. u must be playing with it a lot, dont u have any idea? Are they as big as mine?”. For that he replied “how can i say that without seeing those dear”. On. “George. George. Wake up, someone’s in the house.” Heather whispers urgently as she shakes me violently snapping me out of a peaceful dream.“What? What are you talking about?” I ask her still groggy from having just been suddenly woken up from a deep sleep.“Someone is in the house, I heard the floorboard by the door creak.” Heather whispers frantically with panic obvious in her voice.I’m about to tell her that it is probably nothing and just the house creaking but the second I open my mouth to. They talked about anything and everything. Paul was warm and witty. He had a good sense of humor and Glenda laughed more than she could remember laughing before. When it was time to go home, Paul walked her to her car and they kissed goodnight there. The kiss lasted over a minute. When they broke apart, Glenda was panting and having a hard time thinking straight. 'Wow, this guy can really kiss, he really puts his heart and soul into it. No woman has kissed John like that, ever.' Glenda though.