“My names Aimee, thanks again.” “Did you wish to have an escort home, my brothers and I can make sure you get home safe?” I hear whispers of ...protest from the shadows and arguments but can’t make out what they’re saying. “Knights in shining armor are you? Thanks but I don't know if that’s a good idea since I’m talking to a group strangers in a obscure alley that I have no idea who you are or how many of you there are.” I am still unsure of these guys at this point, but they did rescue me,. Ariel came in and bent over the cooler bag, about to unpack the lunch she had brought. Jack stopped her. He was breathing hard and Ariel could see the rather sizable bulge straining against the front of his jeans. She smiled at him as he said, "Lunch can wait, baby. I want you right now!" She put the cooler aside and stood up. Ariel slowly took the braids out of her hair, tossing the hair bands to Jack, who put them in a pocket on the backpack. She shook her hair out and Jack thought she looked. She had a baby of 6 years old. But she maintains her body in a great shape. Nobody believes that she had a 6 years old baby. I went to top floor for taking the clothes which are hanged for drying. I saw madhuri’s under garments and went near to feel her bra & panty which are hanged for drying. When I was taking those, she came to top floor to take those and she saw me taking those. She felt shy and asked me why i am taking those. I couldn’t say anything for a minute. She came near to me.. I delighted when lycra running tights became fashionable for the general fitness freak. I wasn’t ever a fitness freak, by the way, I just liked the tight figure-hugging lycra. The intent was then to lose a lot of weight steadily, not wishing to make myself poorly by taking a bull in a china shop approach. If I was going to get a good male figure back and then develop a semblance of a female shape, I needed to shrug off thirty years of being a married man and all the male role model baggage one.