I bet you saw "The Devil's Advocate" with Pacino? Meet my daddy. Better not shake his hand, though. Or even allow him a finger.Isn't it amazing how ma...y people believe that the devil is an ugly monstrosity on bent legs? That he has horns and ungainly hooves? That he spits fire and reeks of sulphur? How on earth would the poor bastard seduce so many if he looked this appalling?My dad was tall and blonde. He had blue eyes of steel of course. And he gave it all to me. He also shared his honey with. There was a tiny thing inside her that made her worry that she must be gay because of her lack of interest in boys. She had worried about Bobby too, because he didn't date much either.Bobby tried to bluff his way through it. "Of course not. I go out all the time." Yeah, but you never go out with anybody very many times." countered his sister."You should talk. Jimmy Jones said he had a date planned with you and you didn't even show up!" That's because he gave me crotchless panties to wear on the. Avni was her colleague who also joined us on various occasions.Sometimes Vaishali would visit our flat along with Avni. There we used to party, try different food, music, and dance. Avni was short, about 5 feet 1 inch, but sexy. Her figure was 32-26-32 (which I got it later).So I had a crush on her. During the dance, many a time her boobs touch arm and chest but we never got into that mess. Even during movies in the theatre, she put her hands accidentally over the groin area and her boobs touch. She suddenly felt quite self-conscious indeed. Shesaid to herself that she didn't care what she wore, but now that alleyes were on her, she covered her face partially with a fluttering silkfan to obscure a sudden blush. At least her fashion choice seemed to bewell received enough that she wouldn't be chased out before she couldeven try for what she truly came here for.What's worse, she was the guest of honor. It was obvious to everyonethis entire gathering was put together for Idwick's attempts.