I had to run the film back a couple of seconds at a time, since the bomber might have just tossed it and run like hell.We found our angry, but not mad... bomber shortly after midnight the night before. We had a good view of his auto, Which seemed a little crazy since he should know I had a view of the street. We were even able to pull a plate from the car. He wore a baseball cap, and a black hoodie, those plus a bandanna, like the ones used by west coast gangs, kept his face covered. All of which. She packed a few sandwiches, her sunscreen, and shades as she saw in that video last day. Sumit turned the engine on and honked for Diya to hurry up.She kept the basket on the back seat. When she noticed a finely wrapped gift, she was eager to open it. “You should wait for that. Also, you promised me something yesterday night.”Sumit adjusted his rear mirror to have look at his sexy landlady Diya in her dress. The lime shirt and white tops made her look like a diva. Not to mention her lack of. " I jumped out and grabbed a couple of the apartment guides and got back in. We looked at them together and picked a complex to check first.On the way there, I saw a small sign for a rental house. I pointed it out to Amy and turned around. We pulled into the driveway and made notes of the address and the phone number to call. Someone was there just closing up. We got out and walked up to the man introducing ourselves to him.He was a nice older Oriental man named Mister Ling. He said, "This was. .” she saidWith that I told her No washroom single user. She was not able to control her pee and was in highest urge. She tried consoling me a lot to let her go but I was adamant. Finally, when she was not in a state to control, she agreed.I pulled her closer to me and smooched her and let her covers drop down. We entered the washroom and first I sat on the seat and made her sit on my lap facing me.“Go ahead..” I said“I can’t pee watching you..” she said and hugged me just to keep her vision.