I was put in touch with a collector of jazz history. Believe it or not, I was actually able to buy a piece of the original dance floor from the old Sa...oy Ballroom. The nightclub came together nicely. I hired some drop dead gorgeous topless waitresses, and dressed them up in the most revealing uniforms. The uniform consisted of a skimpy tuxedo. The girls wore a top hat and a jacket with tails. Instead of full-length trousers, they wore hot pants. In addition, they wore black fishnet stockings. I asked how and she told me that she had recognized me and that’s why, despite the big clock on metro platform, she asked me what the time was.I was amazed by her acting and flattered by the efforts.I called her and we talked for an hour until she said she had to sleep to wake up the next day on time.I was so angry that I had to hang up but didn’t show it.I immediately, sent her the selfie I had and asked her if I could put it up as my dp.She asked me why I had to seek her permission and I told. Mai hamesha hi uski panti aur boobs dekhne ki koshish karta rehta tha.Jab wo skirt phenti thi toh mera lund soch soch a khada hoo jata.Wo meri choti bhen thi isliye wo muje kabhi bhi kuch bhi kaam k liye mana nhi karti…Ek din wo mere room mai aayi…Kya maal lag rhi thi. Us din usne black colour ka long skirt aur white colour ki loosev neck ki tshirt phen k rakhi thi. Uski t-shirt mai se uski bra strips saaf saaf dekhai de rahi thi.Sanju mere pass aakar baith gyi aur boli ki aaj toh time pass hi. She knew that she was fighting a losing battle against the water works and her daughter must have too because she pressed a handful tissue into Lynn’s hand along the bouquet of roses. ‘You just better have gotten your aim right, Mama. Or I’m gonna cutta bitch and I’d hate to get that dress all bloody and send you to the hospital on your wedding night. Besides how many times do I have to tell you, Mama, you are not a pretty crier.’ Lynn laughed as the four women formed a circle of love, a girly.