I handed over ?30 and got my change.'Now honey, if you or your Mum are not happy with them, just bring themback and we will exchange them.''Thank you ...or helping me, T racy. Bye.''Bye, hon.'With that I left the shop and felt proud that I had managed to getthrough that ordeal without too much trouble.In the next few hours, I managed to buy two pairs of jeans, three T-shirts, several pairs of panties, two skirts (one of them very short,but very nice). Also I bought a couple of sweatshirts. One of. And when I took time off like right now, I had to watch my back to make sure one of the fuckers wasn't going to shoot or knife me.Anastasia had her own set of issues which she'd handled very well. At first the patrons thought she was 'fresh meat' and got frisky with her. That was until she kicked some serious ass and left several cowboys with sore as hell balls. The word spread that she was 'looky but don't touchy'. Yeah, I was damn proud of her: She kicked ass, took names and even inspired. As the beads of pre-cum formed she lickedthem away hearing Thomas's soft moans from above. She used her tongue andlips in such a way that he slumped down to receive her better. His hand heldher head with his fingers tangled in her hair. After a few minutes he firmlypushed her head onto his rigid cock and she gagged audibly. She thought itwas an accident and accepted his penis, sucking it lovingly. Again, unableto control his passion, he made her take the full length of his erectionand jarred it. I shagged after dinner and had a strong, pulsing orgasm after using my imagination to fuck Sneh in my dreams. I had sex in real life with my girlfriend. But she wasn’t exactly a satisfying figure like the yummy Sneh aunty.The next day, my mom asked me to deliver ‘saag and parathas’ to Sneh’s house, as their kitchen wasn’t set up yet. Their gas cylinder would come in the evening. So mom asked me to help Sneh if she needed anything.I took the donga of food and walked to Sneh’s flat in the same.