She lived adjacent to our hostel. Since the owner of our hostel lived abroad, he made her in charge of the hostel. She used to collect our rents and t...ook care of the hostel. She also used to clean the hostel. Speaking about her, she was about 45-50 years old. I didn’t know her name. We used to call her chechi. She was black and wasn’t so appealing. She had a normal body with normal ass but slight bigger tits. Her husband was a drunkard. Most days, we used to hear him shout at night to her, and. They were most exquisite. The nightgowns were so delicate and spun from the finest of silks. The laces were tatted by the most skillful of hands. She loved everything and was very impressed by his taste.He finally brought in the biggest of boxes and set it aside on a table. "This is your wedding attire, my love. I don't want to show you now, as you know it's customary for the bride to be, to keep it a secret till her wedding day. And Simone never showed me, but she said I would truly be. The inside of my mind scared me.Sunday night Maxie and I lay down on opposite sides of the wall to talk about our plan for Monday."What did you do?" I traced circles and spirals around the hole in the wall while I spoke, imagining that Maxie's skin had the same cool, smooth-rough texture."I didn't really. I told Toman and Mina and just sort of let it be known. I didn't flirt with girls and when people asked me I told them the truth. It was all very un-dramatic." Well can we do that?" I thought. "Oh, babe," Jake groaned in one exhaled breath. "I'm sorry."I was still curled around my wine bottle, naked, in the chaise. I struggled past the nausea and strange surroundings to find his voice. I wanted to turn toward him but couldn't command my stiff limbs to move. I shivered in the cool night air. I didn't care any more. How many times was I supposed to patiently wait for Jake to spend time with me? Or, had he already discovered my secret and chosen to stay away?He leaned over and slipped.