” wo boli “nahi niche andhera hai dar lagta hai aap jao.” mai bola “mujhe b dar lag raha hai jane se”. to wo boli “koi nahi isi m so jayen...e”. mai khus ho gya. Fir humne bistar lagaya aur machardani lagai aur let gye. Madhu ne kala t-shirt jo bahut tight tha , aur niche choti si skirt dali thi. Aur mai hmesa chat par half paijama me sota tha but aj ate hue underwer nikala tha aur ek bahut chota kacha pehna tha.Fir 10 mint baad madhu so gait hi bistar single hone k wajh se hm dono kareb the,. " "Oh, I see." "Not that I expect him to come back." I was about to walk away. I had the information I was looking for. Her father brought her here and he had left her. She was alone here, that was all. And then the words she was saying made sense to me. She was alone. I was alone. I was company. So I indulged her. "Why don't you expect him to come back?" "Oh, he left with some blonde. Went to the bathroom, he said. But I know the drill. He's been doing this since I was ten." This father seemed. I wondered when he was going to get around to attaching weights to her tits, too. I was getting quite a charge out of weight watching lately and wanted to see some more. No sooner had I thought of it and Johnny was setting the strap aside and reaching for yet more weights.He didn't bother with attaching chains like the others had. No, he attached his selected weights right to the rings themselves by means of the small hooks at the ends of them. Having observed other weights being used. We are both 16. It is early December and my grandparents are throwing their annual Christmas reunion for our extended family. All of our parent's cousins and their kids were there along with friends of the family. My grandparent's house is really big and since there will be a lot of drinking, we usually stay in their guest bedrooms. One tradition of sorts in our family, is that after we turn 16 we are allowed to moderately drink alcohol; an occasional beer or two and glass of wine with dinner..