Mai wha baitha tha tabhi wo ladki ai uska age 24yr ka raha hoga aur wo zoology ke student thi. Wo aakar mere samne baith gaye uske baitne ka andaj ais... tha ke kisi ka bhi land khada ho jaye wo top sckot me thi aur chair par apne pair phaila kar bith gaye jis ke uska painty mujhe saf nazar aa raha tha .wo mujh se bate karne lage wo jo puch rahe thi main use batan rahan tha wo bar bar mere saririk banawat ke bare main bol rahi thi mai hu he aise ke jo ladki mujhe dekh leti hai uske choot me. The color was perfect, it had taken some time, and the bathroom looked like a color bomb had gone off, but I liked it. I put in the colored contact lenses that made my eyes a bright but natural looking green. Then it was a simple matter of taking my first picture. I lay out on the couch and aimed the camera down at me so that my chest was in the picture. A low cut top made my cleavage the most prominent thing in the picture. That was it. I posted it online with all the hashtags I had seen. Rachel and I hardly talked throughout the journey, but gave each other the odd little smile or squeeze of the hand every now and again. Our thoughts were totally focussed on what was about to happen, the police were sure that Alice and Mark had not left the cottage during the night as the car was still out side and there seemed to be little evidence of them setting off by foot. At 4.30am we heard the police radio crackle into life, informing our escorts that the operation was about to commence,. When she answered the phone she sounded like she was sleeping. But once she realized it was me her young lover, her voice got a little more pep and she seemed pleased to hear from me. She told me she was not pleased that I hadn't called in a while and that she didn't want to continue seeing me. She said I just had my 64th Birthday and I thought you would call. I apologized and asked how I could redeam myself. She said "well" and paused. My yard is a mess since the last rain I could use.