I thought of the next day as the “Fuck day” and laughed from inside. Then I got ready like Manu to resemble her to look like a village girl, not a... city girl. I wore a little loose salwar kameez without panty and applied no makeup. We were now on the way and reached the ‘Dera’ after an hour.The place was quite big and several people, ladies in excess, were there. Mom and aunt went before us and came out telling that baba is present in the dera today and will meet us. My mom was married to a. I push it to the back of my throat, a deep moan utters out of Peekin, “oh yeah baby thazz it, swallow it all”.I don’t get the chance as I’m pulled to my feet and guided over to a sofa that has been pulled out away from the wall. Mr. Bitch, Quiet and Walt can’t wait any longer to get at me, they want some NOW. I’m positioned facing the back of the sofa, this leaves access to both my ass and mouth, plus I’m kneeling on some cushions. This is a better position. Peekin moves in front of me again. “Anything else I can do for you today” I asked, she looked bemused and said “What do you mean” I replied “Are you married” “Widow actually” “Oh how long” “Six years and I nursed my husband for four years before he died” “Ok again is there anything else I can do for you” “Are you chatting me up” “Maybe” she blushed a little.“Do you know how old I am” “No” “I’m 72” “So age is just a number, shall I follow you back to yours” she thought for a minute and said “Ok”. As she drove off I followed and. If Ali thinks you’re a fuddy-duddy, have her call me. I’ll set her straight for you.”“Gee, thanks, I think. I’m glad you’re settled back in class, and I did enjoy having dinner with you last weekend.”“Me, too. Now I just need to figure out how to get you to take me to some dances this year. Otherwise, the Stanford girls will think you’re stepping out on me, too. I never knew you were such a cad, Paul.”I laughed. Chrissy had a way of keeping me off balance and entertained.“Get back to work on.