" Good. I have a surprise." Of course," I said. She gave me the address. Posh. Park Avenue. Midtown. Bess was a well kept woman.A liveried doorman met... me at the door. "Joe Solomon?" he inquired."How did you know?" I asked. He showed me my photo--a candid shot walking outside my office building. I shook my head. "Yes," I said.He gave me a key. "Return it to me when you leave," he said. I wanted to ask what she did for him, but then again I didn't want to ask. I nodded.Entering through a short. After climbing into the car and putting on their seat belts, then restarting the car, Becky put it into drive, turned the wheels away from the curb and headed for the freewayFifteen minutes later Becky pulled into her three car garage and use the remote to close the the garage door. Exiting the car before Becky, Hakeem ran around the car to Becky's side and help her out of the car. Completely Taken by her beauty, and not having sex for six weeks had Hakeem, wanting to make love to Becky right. Vijaya chechi had her husband working in Glaxo and a daughter who was in her 3rd standard.I observed that they used to discuss everything and had very good understanding on each other….I was always afraid if shobha aunty has told anything to vijaya chechi about our relationship….but vijaya chechi(VC) never showd any sign of her knowing all these.VC was at 30 and had a huge body and 5’5″ height. I always felt she was a little too taller. She had a small golden ring on her nosetril which made her. The sound of the bedroom door opening had awakened her, or so it seemed. But she could hardly move, her body felt so heavy, so tired. She watched as Mercy entered the room. The curvy, dark haired, older teen, started stripping her clothes off, then she looked towards the dark corner of the room. Sitting in a chair was that same evil c***d that had been in Rachel’s dream. But she looked so sweet and innocent, a white lace nightdress and long golden hair. Could this still be part of the dream? .