Having her work made it easier to sneak over and clean her yard before doing ours. Then I would watch her reactions when she came home.One afternoon ...she came home before I had finished our yard and walked right up and ran her hand through my hair. “So you're the one that has been keeping my house looking nice,thank you”.She gave me a hug” I should pay you but your mom told me no. I must have blushed because she then told me to let her know when I was done with our yard. She then gave me a hug. So i took the booking and set the date ect . so i travelled up to manchester and found the address i went and rang the door bell as i could see though a pain of glass in the door and noticed a good looking mature lady walking to the door she was around late 40s with long brunette hair a top heavy busty figure nice sexy hot lips and a sexy hot smile . well she said hi you must be kerby and my stripper i said yes im here to entertain you tonight with that she lead me in to the house down this. The wind was knocking the door wildly so he bend down his shutter and closed from inside he was still standing and I was speechless are you married ! That his first question yaa i said we start talking together I find him a nice man in his talks i don’t know how much he was educated but he was gentle in his talks I was using the same towel and trying to make my long hairs dry which were usually spread up to my back he was looking at me with very fascinating eyes his kurta was without buttons. It wasn't like anything I had with William, the few times we gottogether since July. Perhaps he'd been Mr. Right Then after all?There'd been a tremendous gulf in our experiences and education, whichLust alone couldn't erase. But what of my scholarly mentor?He got under my skin with little to no effort, challenged my assumptionsat every turn, undermined my feminine sensibilities even as hecelebrated them with me.Any girl would feel some gratitude, perhaps even give him a roll in thehay, just to.