Priscilla's Mother came in and asked her if she had managed to get anescort, and to her surprise Priscilla answered yes."Yes Mother. Michael Von Dornw...ir has agreed to be my escort."With that Priscilla left for her room leaving Camille, Catherine and herMother all speechless.Priscilla was proud of herself because she had taken away some of herMother and sisters venom by simply being herself. She wanted to changeout of the red dress but didn't have anything else to wear, so she askedher Mother. . I ... I'm sorry ... I..." he trailed off and looked down at the mug in his hands on his lap.She put down her mug and moved across the room and knelt by him, took his drink and placed it on the table, then took his hands."I'm sorry I ran away. I just ... I couldn't face being closed up the rest of my life." I know, and I should have known better..."Tears were rolling down both their faces; truth to tell, both her mother and her fiancée were near tears themselves."Lindy..." her father swallowed. Till then Vivaan sat on the chair next to my bed. He looked at me with the look like he lost something. His eyebrows were arched and he said, “I really am going to miss you, didi.” I was wearing a yellow suit with white leggings. My chunni was kept aside.It exposed my cleavage through the suit and Vivaan started at my boobs for a bit longer. It felt awkward and I slipped chunni over me. He said, “A lot has changed between us. Don’t you think?” I said, “Yes I know. But whatever happened between. Way to ruin our fun!”“You’ll thank me when your father doesn’t kill you,” she said as she left the room.The second mom was out the door Rita swam into my lap and pressed her lips to mine. All my senses were in overload. My hands were feeling all over her body caressing every curve of her back and ass, my vision was blurred by all the steam circling the room, the smell of her womanly scent combined with the fragrance of strawberries from her body wash, the sound of our lips smacking together and.
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