We had stopped the car when the beginning of the onslaught of random objects started, but Greg seemed to not notice since his hair was beginning to ha...den into a sugary tangle. "Well, I’m gonna go see for myself," I said as I opened the door and slid out of the giant pick-up. I was glad I could escape the confines of the truck before he could figure out that Coke was a hair-annihilator. I set my attention to the object after I was sufficiently away from the truck to avoid being hit with. Fir dusre ne bola pr madam kaam krte waqt aaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaahaaaaaaaaahaaah chiilane ki awaz kyu aa rhi thi.Sali ko dr lagne laga toh randi ne topic bdal diya aur padana chalu kr diya ab hume samaj nhi rha tha ki sali ko khaye toh khaye kaise fir humne ek plan banaya us din skul ke baad sali ko fb pe aur gmail pe voh video ek naye duplicate account se send kiya 15 min main sali ka reply aaya “who are u and wat do u want,whatever u want i can provide if u also want i can give u the same fun. Could you blame me? She was a sculpture of perfection. Well toned from head to toe, and enough of a bosom that she could tease and it not appear overdone. With her head start a saw her approach around the quarter mile marker (it's exactly a mile around the pond). I wanted to stop and admire her, but resisted the obvious. But as she passed she gave me a parting glance and headed off. Maybe my head was playing games with me, or again, maybe it was just my hormones, but I felt the look. Kevin enjoys woodworking and the garage serves as his shop. Often, to escape the stifling heat, he’ll relocate to the driveway, which is where I see him. We usually wave and exchange hellos, and that’s the way it’s been these past few weeks. Until the other day...I had just pulled into my driveway after a long, miserable day at work, when Kevin walked out of the garage and made eye contact with me. I got out of the car and his gaze never faltered; this would be more than a simple hello, I.