"Let's hit the pavement, J-dude."They had come back about fifteen minutes ago and were going back out for a post-run chocolate peanut butter smoothie,...which Jeff allowed himself once a week as a special treat. But first her boyfriend had wanted to come home to "fix himself up a little". Rafe hadn't seen the need for it, naturally, but Alison could tell that he was in the habit of indulging her boyfriend."You look fine," he shrugged."Oh no," Jeff had said. "My hair is a total mess and I have to. I was about to open Sandra’s message when a new message came in from Lissa. I looked and it said simply, “Have you picked up a Daytimer yet?”That really brought me up short. I’d blown off the athletic director and trainer at the club yesterday and that reflected badly on Lissa. She’d gone to bat for me to help with my depression and I owed it to her not to embarrass her again. It was 2:30. Technically I should still be in class, but I’d already missed two thirds of it, so I decided to head. And here my true experience among you all if u like then pls convey me .It was a month of december and i have to go to pune for my friend’s sister’s marriage. He call me one week before the marriage for some help to him and i went to pune (i am basically from mumbai, city of bollywood. When i reached there all welcomed me there are only 4 persons in his family he, his mother, wife and his sister, his father died two yr. Before. And my real story starts from here. I found his sister is too. Her breasts were pressed against my ribs, her body molded against my side, her now matted pubic hair tickling against my leg. She rested her head on my right arm, her own right arm across my chest.I was softly stroking her sweat-dampened hair when my sister asked me THE QUESTION. "Ken?" she said, a note of inquiry in her voice.I turned my head to make eye contact with her. "Yes?" What would you do if I became pregnant?"Oh shit! I sure hoped that this was just a rhetorical question. "You're not,.