Batmiz tumKapde kab kholte ho pata b nai lage dete tume kafi experience hai yr mene kaha ha wo sab tik my god uski chood thi kya yar kya thi ek b baal...nai tha or bilkul pink thi or boobs bilkul tight kya figure tha mujhe to laga rahTha ki ne spna dekh raha hu or wo mujhe dekh aankhe uchakr kya hua kesa Aga mene kaha pagal kya figure hai yar me use dekh raha tha or wo mujh to usne mere lund ko dekha or boli o god kinta danger h ye wo pass aai orPakda or me to upr ho gya or wo use dabne lagi mene. She asked me for a business card and to slip it too her under the table, she went into the changing rooms and folded it into her purse. I will admit I thought it was just a ploy to extract money from me. When we left she said she would phone me, never thinking she would, but the next afternoon my mobile rang and she asked to meet for coffee, so off I went happy as Larry Lamb in springtime. We had coffee and she asked me not to come to the club again as it was against the rules to be seen with. “Well, I know it hasn’t been a long time since we’ve been together, and forgive me if it sounds a bit dirty, but… when are we going to ever-“ she motioned her head, then waited for my response. I was really in shock, I had no idea that she would actually ask something like that, since I’d expect myself to ask such a question, “Jessica, we haven’t even really kissed yet, and you expect me to…” I motioned my head. “Well, I love you, Nate, I really do, and I was just curious if you’ve wanted to,. A Hello Kitty T-shirt anda short denim skirt-make up and jewellery-they've turned him into atotally girly girl, just like me. He must feel so embarrassed. He triedto call Karl by his true name but was unable to. "Hi Cindi." He passedher the note. "I suppose you can't wipe your lips or eyes, either? I haveto become a waitress, and you're a student, and we're sisters now. How doyou feel, honey?"Cindi? Karl thought as he almost skipped down the stairs to the girlholding out a note. He took hold.