Scrambled eggs.Much later, replete, I took my second mug of coffee and return to the bedroom. Sitting in the gloom, I could, just barely, make out her...pretty face, calm in repose, as I sipped coffee. Wondered if I really ought to be drinking it and thought 'what the hell. I like it.'I don't know how long I sat there ... long after finishing the coffee, anyway. I had to restrain myself from reaching out to stroke her cheek, eventually leaving the room to go downstairs. I spent some time looking. Should I go?” Laura asked. Guilt. She didn't want to ruin their day, she just wanted to see her boyfriend.As much as Matthew wanted to say “yes, yes definitely, you should go!” He decided that wouldn't go down too well. So he went with the usual “Nah, I'm sure it will be fine.”“Are you sure? I don't want to ruin her day.”“I'm sure it will be okay.” Matthew said, cursing himself. Why didn't he just say “yeah, perhaps you should go.”“Okay.” Laura said reluctantly.“Come on. Let's go watch TV while. Agar kissi tarh Sudha ko garabh thehar jaye to baat ban jaye gi. Kia aapke yahan koi risht pusht mard hai jo mujhe aur Sudha ko bacha de sake. Iss tarah mere ghar walon ko kissi baat ka pata bhi na chale ga aur meri shadi bhi bach jaye gi. Agar Sudha ka koi purana yaar ho to kaam chal sakta hai. Bas main badnami se darta hoon, kissi ko pata na chale, iss baat ka khyal rakhna. Main apni maa ko yeh bata kar aaiya hoon ki main Sudha ko le kar sair karane Simla ja raha hoon. Main teen mahine baaad. Nah... you shouldn't have," she sobbed as she raised her head and a glob of semen dribbled from her pretty mouth.Thompson had been clicking away the whole time and the two teens had been too engrossed in their action to notice the flashes from the camera."You're a bastard! I hate you!" Listen you fat little kid! You have to do more than give a once in a while hand job if you want to be my girl. And the blow job you just gave me wouldn't get a pass mark if you were only in grade five. When.