I was already sweating from pushing my mower from my house to hers with the gas trimmer resting on top and a bag slung over my shoulder with a few she...aring tools. She opened the door. There she stood, dressed in a two piece bikini and nothing else. At forty Mrs. Wilson had no kids and it showed. She had the body of a bomb shell. Her hour glass shaped and toned thighs and abs, though not wash board abs, were easily the envy of younger women and the rack she had on her seemed the size of melons.. Bhabhi kali color ki shalwar kamez pehni hoi thi jis se unka pink bra or orange color ka wear dikh raha tha.. Bhabhi dard k mare ro rahi thi to main bhabhi k paas ja kar un ko tasali de raha tha or unke boobs ko bhi press kar raha tha.. Or bhabhi kuch pata nahi chal raha tha q k wo dard k mare behaal ho rahi thi, Jab maine unka shalwar upar kiya to zakhm kafi laga hua tha bhabhi ne kaha k mere tang pe zara maalish kar de to maine haa kar diya, to bhabhi ne thanx kaha, or unhe dard ho raha tha,. All three of them are college graduates ... and women. This is probably the closest they’ll ever get to combat.I pay the fuel bill. I usually watch them on their way. Another $25 thousand out of my pocket. Only twice a month though. The mine could handle a shipment everyday ... If ... big if ... I worked the crews to capacity. I won’t. I pay well and they are glad I’m back.The State Police finally reached the bottom of the hole. Two politicians, a ‘representative’ and an elected judge were. She welcomed me with a genuine smile and I took my seat. The professor began talking and about five minutes into class the door opened. In walked a guy that I recognized from last year. He had a shaved head, brown eyes and a muscular build. He was wearing blue jeans and a well fitted black t-shirt. I'd never really talked to him before other than the passing "hello" or a smile at each other. There were plenty of seats open, but he sat down immediately beside me. "Hey, I'm Steve," he said,.