Amusement? Lust? I wasn't exactly in the state to judge such nuances. Christ, I'm not sure she was in the state to exhibit such nuances.Her eyes sent ...ome sort of signal. My eyes received the signal. I hadn't the foggiest notion what that signal represented. Maybe the rest of me was clueless, but my dick seemed to get the picture pretty quickly. Of its own accord it quickly inflated and pointed directly in the direction of Jessie, as if it were saying 'GO FORTH AND OCCUPY!'It being a fraternity. Karan: Hello, I am Karan.Dad: Where is Ganga? Why didn’t you bring her?Karan: Oh, she is busy washing the clothes, uncle. I’ll keep some oranges for her.We were just having some small talks and there was a heap of orange peel gathered while eating them. My dad told me to throw the leftovers in an organic dustbin kept in the backyard.I took all of them and went to the backyard. When I reached there, I saw a girl washing clothes. Now, the way she was washing clothes was how typical south Asian. . ‘get to know’ our new squadmate.”Eloise listened to a pair of footsteps head back toward the door on the opposite end of the echoing, cavernous, tiled room.“Don’t be late, either, or Tierney will have your ass instead. You know that,” said the voice still situated closer to her.“I know!” said the cheerleader making her way toward the door. Soon after, Eloise listened to the door opening and shutting to mark the girl’s departure. Within the next moment or two, the door opened and shut again. Besides, with the scene currently playing in front of his eyes, there were other problems he had yet to find the solutions for."Big bro Zax, big bro Zax, come, come, the fishies are ready!" Bukibi, Bukibi, wolufi fishies!"A young girl with bright blue eyes and light brown hair, accompanied by a group of young Krikitories ran up the hill Zax was sitting on, calling for him in different and mix languages and childish tones.The little girl was, of course, the almost five years old Liz. How is it,.