That was something in common they could use to relate to each other – lost loved ones. Lost loves and their long lives were really the only things t...hey had in common, even though she believed her real lost love was Uncle Jake.Alicia also realized that Uncle Jake wouldn’t actually make a very good companion. He spent most of his time dwelling on the past and was a slow thinker. Alicia’s mind operated on many different levels, solving the problems she put to it efficiently and without giving any. That’s why I wrote this story for my fantasy. I think this recap will bored you anyway now am going to fantasy story.One day I planned to get her number so I successfully got from another neighbor phone without knowing another neighbor. After that I call her number from a dummy SIM card.Conversation between me and her in phone below:She – she attend my call ask who is this? Me-I replied am calling from a part time jobs for housewife’s, students and retired staffs. My name is Ganesh(fake name).. Stick wasn't in yet, and when I poked my head in his office, Jim looked tired."Don, how are you this morning?" Doing great. It looks like they are processing all the orders, and Sarah has a handle on all the new marketing programs. Have you figured out production yet?" What do you mean?" I mean should I go surfing or fly out to cover Houston, and New Orleans, as well as a few other territories we skipped over?" If you can live off of what you have for now, I could use a few months to ramp up,. She looked across at me as if to discover if I was joking. I kept my eyes on the road but smiled. I could sense the inner battle going on and the final surrender to her desires. Almost shyly she hitched up her skirt, spread her legs and began to stroke herself. We were coming down the slip road onto the motorway when I leant across and quietly said, "Take off the panties as well. Make yourself more comfy." More eager this time she lifted herself up and slipped them down her legs and over her.