" Okay Brit, but I have no idea what any of this shit is for," I said"Do you know what the bike wheels are for?" he asked."Of course but I have no ear...hly idea how to attach them to the trailer," I admitted.I could tell that The Brit was looking forward to showing off his expertise of such things. Just to prove he wasn't just a gunslinger. He used most of the alley to lay out bits and pieces of the trailer and hardware that somehow magically held it all together."You do plan to help?" he. Mrs. Grace said that I could borrow any of her books I was interested in and that was indeed to pass through the gates of paradise. * * * * * * * * Mrs. Grace having given me virtual carte blanche where her library was concerned, she seemed to take an ongoing interest in me. The fanciful image I had of her was of someone who, dying of thirst in the desert suddenly comes upon an oasis. This was confirmed when one day she told me she got so sick of students with their lack on any real enthusiasm. Mujay aisay lag raha tha chachi nay bra be nahee pehni tee jab chachi per pela kar jadoo denay lagi tu chachi ki pussy saaf dik rahee tee main chachi se kafi mazak kar raha tha is wajah se main nay poocha app boha khoobsoorat lag rahee ho is sari main tu wo muskurai aur boli main kaha khoobsoorat hon tu mazak kar raha hain main nay kaha nahee chachi sachi. pir chachi kam karnay lagi kitchen main main uss kay saath kitchen main chala giya wo muskurai aur boli kaam main haath bataogay kay nahee. I liked them too. What seemed out of place was that they all had them on. The men who were with them were chatting among themselves but the women seemed to be kind of quiet. Master Ian ordered us drinks and when the waitress delivered them I found a strawberry daiquiri in front of me. I was drinking a sissy drink too.Just them a man walked up to the table and greeted Master Ian."This looks like a new face to me. Hello Ian." Jim, I would like you to meet Caroline. It's his first time here."Of.