The woman accepted my kiss without hesitation. I even got a teasing slap on the ass as I turned to walk away. It was a gentle reminder that I should p...robably invite her to my bed, before too long. I added the thought to the list of things that I needed to do.Angela was sitting at a table with her daughters – Kristen, Beth, and Crystal. All four women smiled happily when I sat down and joined them. We chatted a bit, catching up on things. All four wanted to know when I was going to pay a visit. One day while dropping her in office under the underground parking as no one was there I pulled her close to me and gave a kiss on her cheeks. She didn’t say a word smiled and walked away soon. I pinged her and there wasn’t a reply for some time. After some time I got a text back.Did you kiss me? Yea come again I replied and we’ll see about that. She said and later in the evening. She called me to the cafe in an office where we had a coffee with our friends. We both walked to a secluded area. "But that's just where I met Liberty!" I replied.Then suddenly the ridiculousness of this hit me. I must have been about35 years old. And by ridiculousness I did not mean going to what wouldotherwise be known as a stripper's bar after all I had met Liberty in astrippers bar. Liberty had been the sexiest and most confident stripper Ihad ever seen. She was studying a degree in psychiatry but had turned tostripping to help make ends meet. Being a psychiatry student she alsoseemed to know just. Perhaps she lived out in the country. How overwhelmed she would be with this regal-looking garment. When the grandad paid, Lacie was puzzled. The girl with the sari went away with him. Perhaps she would change out of it somewhere to hand it over."Come back," called the old woman. "I forgot. Because it is Feast Day, you buy one, you have one free. Here."Stunned with horror at the realisation that the man had bought not the sari but the girl, Lacie could not react when a man ran from behind the.