“Rent in full by this evening or the eviction notice will be on your door in the morning.”I gave in immediately, really had no choice. I started t... get on my knees and he laughed again. “Oh no, Princess” he chuckled, “I want you all dressed up and pretty.” I blushed. When he had come to do some repairs a few weeks earlier he had walked in on me while I was dressed in lingerie and heels. Completely defeated I nodded, said “Yes Sir” and turned to walk into my bedroom.He followed me and watched as. We talked about lots of things but she only mentioned our past sexual encounter once when one night out of the blue, she said, “Boy, that was some screwed up mess wasn’t it?”I didn’t have to ask what she was talking about and I just said, “Yeah, it was.” I had started college and mom worked as a manager of a shoe store when her fortieth birthday came around and we decided to go out to celebrate. She looked gorgeous dressed up. She had heels and stockings on and a dress cut low enough to see the. This happened around 15 years back. I belong to a Punjabi family in Delhi. My family was a joint family comprising of my grandparents my mom and dad. This story is about my mom who was in her late twenties at that time, and I was seven or eight years old. My mother’s name is Neeta.She is typically a Punjabi woman with fair complexion, long hair, jet black eyes and good figure. She is around 5’6 in height and has round ass and killing boobs, with dark brown chuchi’s. Her frame is medium that is. ”At that point the announcer ad-libbed. “I just don’t think it’s fair. With titles of nobility and the Nobel Prize, why should they be so beautiful, too?”Their laughter broke the tension that the girls had already felt starting to mount. Then he announced Caroline Campbell who waved at the crowd, Kim Carson, who was cheered, and finally Molly Adams.Molly, playing from the white tees, went off first. As the others were preparing to move forward to the women’s red tees, Anna said, “Maria and I.