”“Then I am the one who should be sorry. Our phone went out shortly after we lost power when the storm started. And you’re hurt. Let me help you....”The man stepped closer, almost gliding as he walked. “No!” exclaimed Dakota. “I’m fine, really.”“You’re bleeding,” he said as he touched her arm. “And you’re soaked. You must freezing. And when was the last time you ate? I may not have a working phone, but I can feed you, bandage your wounds, and clean you up. Come. I’ll run you a hot bath. I don’t. Suddenly the door was knocked and I asked who is this? It was the shop owner, who in her lovely voice said” open the door, its me, I want to see whether the dress is perfectly fit in”. Then I opened the door, and she came in. She looked at me in several angles. I could not help to see she was always looking at my ass and boobs. Oh my dear. This is perfectly matching you. I said this is too short. Then she said that it is the fashion now, and again bent on her knees and sent her fingers all over. They dated less than a year before Norman realized Lisa was his “soul mate” and proposed to her.Norman was a good provider for his family and, as Regional Sales Manager, found himself on the road 2-3+ weeks each month. He really didn’t want to be away from his family but had no choice.Lisa and her husband had discussed adding to their family as her “biological clock’ was ticking and they decided to do just than as soon as he returned. The realization that he would finally be able to have sex. On seeing me, Victor exclaimed, “Oh here comes my dear Ramya.”“Oh my goodness, what a structure!” the old guy also exclaimed. I was wearing a denim front-zip dress with no bra and a white pantie.“Can I wait for you in your room, sir,” I asked Victor. (Yeah, I call him ‘sir’ when someone is present).“No Ramya, come here it’s about you”, he said.I went to him. I stood close to him that his face was only a few centimeters away from my ass. He placed his left hand on my ass and slowly pulled me.