This place held nothing but painful memories for her. The last time she had been here, it has in his arms. She lowered her head for a moment as the th...ought entered her mind. Though it was so long ago it felt like yesterday. She remembered everything about him and the time they shared. Her perfect memory was such a curse to her at times as well as it could be a blessing. She smiled to herself despite the pain. From his looks to his rough voice… to his touch. She missed him so much. What ever. ..” Again the lights dimmed and the screen brightened. What we saw was something I didn’t even know existed: It was an infomercial produced for Tiffany & Company to introduce A Dawson Design. It showed Sandy working on her jewelry designs as well as designs for tableware. But, to show that she was still a young girl, the film closed with a shot of Sandy with her fellow cheerleaders. Sandy did a leap and her skirt came up revealing her blue bikini with her golden pubic hair peeking over the. She was happy to hear from me and told me that she was going to be alone the next day and night because her husband had to work until very late and that her daughter was away for the weekend. Susan then said that if I would like to come over for a barebeque and to use her pool I should be there at 2 pm. I told her that I would love to and also told her that I was bringing a surprise for her. The next day at 1 pm I called a cab and Chandra and myself went over to Susan's. We walked up to the. “Yes,” Shabbir smiled proudly. “How does she look?”“Beautiful,” Salma said and sighed. “You want to talk to her?” Shabbir gave a gentle squeeze on Salma’s ass cheeks.“Why not?” Salma said with a cheeky smile. “I want to invite her to our house.”“She won’t come, I bet.” Shabbir said rather resolutely. He was wrong. Salma quickly went up to the girl and began talking to her. Shabbir watched with extraordinary surprise as both the females talked as though they knew each other for years. Salma.