We live in a colony (guna colony) on 15th floor and we were very lucky to have so much friendly neighbors living next doors to ours. Mr. Bhandari (my ...neighbor) was 40 years old at that time, and his wife resma (name changed) was only 28 or 29 I exactly don’t now, but I can blindly swear she was not above 30 talking about her She is a typical village woman 5 feet 5 inches hardly 38 26 30 I guess. Hairs, silky with gloomy ass perfectly carved when wearing Saree. I don’t know how that fat. Jack laughed some more. Dakota took her coffee back to the foyer and yelled up the stairs that breakfast was cooking. Within the next five minutes, the other three had stumbled into the kitchen.Sharley said, “Lord, this was our work. You should have told us to do this! I am so sorry!”“Don’t worry, it was no big deal,” he replied.“No, Lord, I let you down.”Jack smiled and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Well, if you want me to, I can give you a special punishment later.”Sharley looked over. All she could mutter was, "wow." "I know, right?" I asked as she twirled her finger telling me to turn around. "Amazing." "Thanks, I stole it out of my mom's closet this morning." You did good, now sit down, we need to do something about this hair." I sat down and let her straighten my hair. Thirty minutes later, she was done. "Oh my God. Beautiful. Now onto your makeup. I think you need a little bit of pink for eyeshadow and maybe a small hint of blush. Definitely need a pop out pink for your. Moore with a cattle prod. "You are falling back into bad habits, Lori, so I will ensure you don't." She followed Stan, who was trying to walk gracefully, into the dining area, where she sat at a table with her new friend, Phyllis. She leaned over and said, "I see you're getting the 'prod' treatment, they must be determined to train you." Stan nodded and said, "I hate this place, and I don't want to be a graceful lady." Phyllis put her arm around her and said, "Well, we're all in here, too, and.