Rather than stepping off the carousel, the young man rode it around to Lisa again and hopped off. ‘Something wrong, Ma’am? Can I help?’ ‘My ot...er bag isn’t here,’ Lisa said, trying to snuffle up her tears. Feeling embarrassed that she was crying about something as minor as a missing bag. There was a good reason for that, though. However, it was nothing she could tell this good-looking, muscular young man standing beside her in a Santa hat tilted at a jaunty angle. Everything about him exuded. To mana jaldi say teacher ki sarees utra di aur fir balous kho diya teacher na under bra nahi pehani thi. Jashi khola to vo uachalka bahr agay…mna uki nipel ko mu ma lakar chusna laga..Aur teacher jor jor say seskanalagi ummmmmmm. Todi dear baad teacher na kaha uski chut gili ho chuki hai tab mana unka peti kot nekal diya aur dekha to penty puri gili ho chuki thi. Mana panty nekal di aur teacher ki chut ko shelana laga aur chusna laga. Jashe meri jebh teacher ki chut pay rakhi teacher jor say. When I complemented him on the meal hiscomment was, "Oh, I just found a cookbook in one of the closets in mybedroom and the pages for this dinner had been folded over and marked upso I thought maybe it was one of your favorites." That brought backmemories of Keri cooking this same meal for me on special occasions.Erik had also found a bottle of valpolicella amidst several bottles ofwine I kept in a cooler in the kitchen and had that opened and breathingso we both started our dinner with a glass. ’ Scraping off the dark, heavy growth of beard that had accumulated in the past twenty four hours, John continued to avoid his own gaze, working out the day’s schedule as he shaved. He’d go get Abe from Orley’s first. The early hour was no problem, even though it was likely the old man would still be sleeping. He had a key to Orley’s house, just as he had one to Jean’s… they all had keys to each other’s houses. It had worked out well for each of them, looking after each other the way they did..