I wanted to grab her ass, but how?I was unable to control myself, I went near to her and firmly squeeze her ass by my hand , “Kyaaaaaaaa!!” she qu...ickly turned back, “kuch nahi, White-white kuch lag raha tha peeche”She kept on making coffee silently. I just felt her soft ass and want to go ahead so I put my palm slowly on her ass back, surprisingly she didn’t turned back this time, just smiled and said “abhi bhi kuch lag raha hai kya?” I touched my lips to her ear and whisper “haa!!”.She asked. “I’ve been thinking about doing aerobics”, said Sandra, “Do you know of anyone that’s teaching them?” “I wouldn’t know from experience,” laughed Lisa, “ but I’ve heard of one that comes to your house like a personal trainer.” “I’ll give you a call later with her number.” Lisa had just called and given Sandra the number for a Cindy Somers, that came to your house, so she figured she’d call her right away and set up a time. “Is this Cindy?’ Asked Sandra. “Yes it is, what can I do for you?’ Asked. He had decided he should probably stick to the white spirits as he had already drunk too much beer. They both watched the barman as he put her cocktail together. David was surprised by the amount of alcohol in it. Sarah felt like she needed it. She wanted to relax more and having such an attractive older man buying her a drink was making her tense. Once David had paid the barman they turned around and returned to his table. He noticed the hen party had begun looking over at them and pointing. She left the room with her father and I tried to follow her. I just couldn't seem to break free. A short while later she returned with a bag. Out of the bag she pulled a pair of white socks; removed the toe tag and placed the socks on my scortched feet. Very strange, I thought at the time! A short while later; the sound of an ambulance could be heard outside. George Kramer returned and I gathered from their conversation that my wife had asphyxiated herself in her car just across from the.