”“Well it’s worked, I have the got message.”We drove to the restaurant and I have to say I got a massive ego boost from having Jade on my arm ...as we entered, I could feel all eyes were on us.“Punching above my weight."“Sorry what?”“They are all looking at us and thinking I am punching above my weight, either that or I am out with my daughter.”“Well, let’s ensure they know I am not your daughter then,” with that Jade threw her arms around me and gave me a passionate kiss, for the benefit of those. If there are any mistakes committed by me in writing this story please forgive me. About myself, I’m Vikram Sploosh Machine, from Andhra Pradesh, Tirupati.Coming to the story.This story happened last year when I went to Hyderabad for coaching. As I am a bachelor, I had to find rooms. I got one rented room near Masab tank. And there is a tennis a court near my place. I used to play tennis at my college. I know how to play tennis. So, I joined there and played tennis in the morning from 6:00 to. She was wearing a short skirt which revealed the triangular shape of her glaring silky white panties when she parted her legs making my cock immediately jump into life. My words do an injustice to the intense emotions I was feeling at the time, such was the excitement.This was the first of many times I caught a 'glimpse of her’. Now, I wasn’t sure if she was doing this on purpose since she didn’t give me any hints or eye contact, but it felt like she positioned herself in the best spot for me. It had a magnificent view of Mount Rainier."Sure," Mary said, smiling.Mary led my mom up into the house. She seemed lost, not aware of her surroundings. I found a bottle of red wine, probably a good vintage. Brandon Fitzsimmons, the original owner of the house, seemed to have good taste in wines. I took his house and made his wife, Desiree, our sex slave. Brandon, however, seemed to be fighting back against my orders. He sent the FBI to raid my house on Thursday. I would need to track him.