More or less all of the thongs she had were fairly see through, but since she would be wearing a pair of tights over the top, this wasn't really a wor...ry. The only problem was, when she went to put the tights on, there was a big rip in them, and that was the last pair, which meant she would need to wear "thigh highs" (like stockings, but with rubber around the top to stop them falling down). After a mini melt down about this, she is finally ready, and I take her, picking up her friend on the. She came into my room half asleep and asked me for water. I got up and went downstairs to get her a glass. When I returned, she was in my bed. She had taken off the robe I had given her and was sound asleep. I left the glass of water on the side table and got in next to her. I lay there watching her for a while. She woke for a moment and asked me to turn the light out. I could still see her in the light coming in from the window. She had pushed the covers off and was lying on her side facing. “You two assholes can save yourself some trouble and take off right now,” I said. The bigger one came charging at me.“Who you callin’ asshole, punk?” he said as he rushed in to the inevitable.At the last second, I stepped to the side and back fisted him. He fell in a heap on the pavement. I looked over to the second guy. He was holding his hands in the air.“I’m outta here,” he said. He should have left when he had the chance but instead he tried to come around from behind. A spinning back kick. She looked superb!On all fours beside her was a mature, large, naked woman with close-cropped dark brown hair framing her attractive, round featured face. Her large breasts - 40-inchers, I remembered from aunty's little black book notes - hung pendulously. Around her neck was a collar attached to a leather leash which aunty held in her right hand."There she is, Neha," said Aunty Puja, in almost a little girl voice. "Shall we go say hello?" Neha nodded her head, making her big breasts wobble.