I happily accepted, little did I know Lucy had something planned*Night of the concert*I was wearing my purple skinny jeans, accompanied by my red-hot ...chili-peppers t-shirt from a previous concert, some casual joggers and my necklace I never took off, I walked to Lucy's house. There older brother drove us in his shit-box of a car, he sat in the front with his friend pestering Lucy why she didn’t invite Rebecca instead, but Lucy didn’t care, we were practically best friends. At the concert in the. My mother told me that my sister has her exam’s coming and she wants to study, so she will be coming home today and instead of her now I have to take care of my aunt. I was very happy but I was not showing it on my face.I remembered that I always use to keep staring at her ass,she has a fat and huge ass, compared to other Indian women, her skin tone is also white, with red-brownish lips and she has a medium length hair, she also has a nice boobs, not too big nor too small, but I was keeping. "Oh, no, I couldn't," he said. "It's an unwritten rule. A magician never explains his tricks."Maxine smiled and put her head on one side. Her long hair fell loosely across her shoulder. "No, of course. I understand. Let me guess though. Was it some form of hypnosis of the audience, perhaps with the Swami's ruby? Or was it something even more remarkable; the real Indian rope trick?"Gregg's jaw dropped open at the mention of the Swami. He stared at Maxine without saying anything and then sat down. My mind was spinning trying to think of what the CEO wanted to see us about. The dreadful thought came to mind that Jack and I had been discovered, our sexual relationship uncovered. When I related my fears to Jack, he smirked, dismissing the idea.“No one knows about us, Susan,” he assured me and went back to the bathroom to finish shaving.I hurried across the hallway to my room. I took a quick shower, did my makeup, and fixed my hair. I put on a beige business suit. The beige skirt was a.