Come have dinner! I am not leaving until you come.Ajay: Ok, fine.They headed to the dining room, where she served him dinner and a plate for herself.A...jay: You didn’t have to wait for me, Mumma. You could have eaten with Mahesh uncle.Mom: It’s no big deal, sweety, next time just come to dinner on time.Ajay: So Mahesh uncle is sleeping early these days, huh?Mom: Yeah, he needs to go to the office early. Some important things are going on in his work right now.Ajay: Ok, well, good for him.Mom:. ‘Karen?’ ‘Yea.’ She appeared around the bush, walking towards me. Karen was not perfection, she was not a goddess or model in disguise waiting to seduce a poet, but she was close enough for me. Long, curly red hair framed her freckled face and emerald eyes. Lush, pouty lips that seemed to me to be perfect for kissing were turned upward in a smile as she moved towards me. She was wearing an almost sheer azure scarf around her hips and a matching, though much darker dress beneath. The straps. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose, and then looked over at me. “Carl, why are you here? How long have you known about me here?”“I’ve known about you being here since you moved. My security company has an investigation arm. I had them trace you and keep an eye on you.”The Minnesota State Trooper eyed me coldly at that. “You’ve had us under surveillance?”I raised a hand pleadingly. “Absolutely not! I’ve simply had them give me a periodic update as to phone numbers and addresses, that sort of. As though in slow motion, the white terrycloth sheet slipped to the floor, revealing her smooth, unblemished body, her olive skin quite beautiful and nearly taking my breath away. Her body was like that of a Grecian goddess, crafted by a genius, smooth and perfectly crafted, and not at all afraid to have curves. Her hips took my breath away, so full and womanly. Her ass was perfect, full and round, the globes of her bottom perfectly smooth and without imperfection, nor even the downiest of.