I decided that I’d just have to stink for a few days.Natasha and Petra, both appeared to have used up all their sympathy whilst I was in hospital, f...r when they called in straight from work and I’d explained my struggles, all they’d done was laugh.‘Maybe we should help hold him up next time,’ Petra said with a twinkle.‘It would need one either side.’ I stated with a smirk.‘In your dreams pervert.’ Laughed Natasha.‘Has been for ten years,’ I joked.‘Pervert!’ Natasha repeated.They then prepared. The towel clings tightly to her front, but you see it's hanging open slightly at the side. She shimmies past you awkwardly, making sure not to rub herself against your also scantily clad body, and as she turns away from you to walk into her own bedroom, you get a nice glimpse of her bare ass through a gap in the towel.With that image safely stored in your mental wank-bank you head into the shower and bash one out quickly before washing, getting dressed and heading downstairs. Brittany's lying. Udane anni ennai kiss seithaal. Naanum anniyai kiss seithen en kaiyai pidithu aval mulai meethu vaithaal, anni mulai kaiku adakamaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu. Athai pidithu pisainthukonde kiss seithu lip lock seithen, anni en ithazhai azhagaga sappi suvaithaal.Pinbu anni iru naan mama engu irukaar enbathai paarthu vitu varugiren endru soli vitu veliyil sendral. Enaku sema moodu aagi vitathu, pinbu kathavai thiranthu ulle vanthu avargal thotathil thaan irukirargal endru soli ennai kiss seiya. ’ ‘Why?’ ‘Their goalie has weirder rituals.’ ‘What kind of an analysis is that?’ ‘You’re not a hockey fan are you? The more bat-shit the goalie appears the better they are, that’s just the way it is.’ ‘What are you, the farmer’s almanac of sports’ superstitions?’ ‘Dude, my family is Canadian, I know these things.’ Down on the ice the game was beginning to get ugly. It was the beginning of the third period and the score was 1-0 in favour of the Bluejays, EB’s team. The game had become a real.