We worked throughout that day, closed at the normal time and went home. On Tuesday morning, I kissed my wife goodbye and left for work, on getting to ...ite, I retrieved my kit and handed over the days work to my foreman telling him that I needed to buy some things in town. I left and parked my car at the tipper garage, told the gateman there that when I come to pick my car that I'll give him a tip, he nodded and I boarded a commercial motorcycle and left for the motel. She arrived before me, . . Sidha story re aate h mera naam neha hai, main mere mama ke yha studies ke liye rhti hu aur ye tab ki baat h jab mama ne naya driver rakha tha , mama ke ghar mainMama, mami, aur unki ek beti hi thi jo ki meri hi tarah kafi sexy thi….chalo story continue krte hai main aur riya (mere mama ki beti) saath main via metro daily college jate the, uska station mere se phle aata tha aur mera baad main….To phir mama ne humari pareshani ko dekhte hue ek driver rakh liya jo hume daily pickup aur drop. ."Emily's immediate reaction was to giggle. Then the giggles turned to full-blown laughter. "Susan Stark, you are terrible!" she finally said when she controlled her laughter. "I'll bet you look more naked with the stockings than when you're completely bare!"Then it was my turn to laugh. "You're right, you know. But how about it? Want to do it with me?" God spare us from little sisters!" she teased. "But it sounds like great fun. And I'll see you in the lobby at seven."So off we went.Arriving. I cut out of my chemistry class since I probably knew what the professor was going to say. It was too nice a day to be in a lecture hall and the syllabus is online anyway. I can wing it from there. As I’m walking to the mall, I see that mom called 18 times. “What the hell is wrong with her?” I think to myself. I check my voicemail. She’s in freakin’ hysterics that someone stole the car. Ok, I know my mom isn’t the most rational person in the world, but she just set a new standard of stupidity..