.woh janta tha main jhar gayee hoon. “tum ek ekdum chalu kism ki aurat ho..kyun tum to rand se bhi badtaar ho..hain na?..tumhe to apne aap se sharm ...ani chahiye” apne aap se aashvasht hote aur hanste hue bola woh. Woh sach bol raha tha..mera sar sharm ke mare jhook gaya aur maine apna chehra apne hathon se dhank diya aur rone lagi.Jharne ke wajah se mere sharir main ajab se chubhan peda ho gayi thi aur barish ki thandi boondein mere jism ko chhed rahi thi…Thandi hawa ki wajah se mera pura badan. She was wearing a black pair of Lorna Jane yoga pants, and matching pink and black fitness top that hugged her body perfectly. Her curves straining the material in just the right spots. She had her hair in a ponytail and I could see her elbows resting on the counter, her iPhone silhouetting her form in its glow. She had just finished a work out and had small beads of sweat on her neck and shoulders. I couldn’t help but take the time to perve on her a little and was about to sneak up and press. All he does is watch TV or surf internet. I'm not even sure he has any friends. The irritating part is that he doesn't have to be like that. He's five foot and six inch with broad shoulders, strong, athlete-like legs and long black hair. His deep-blue eyes, sharp features and thick lips remind me of his father, who died when he was two years old.I knew I had to do something, so when he came out of his room for breakfast, I decided to have a chat."Your sixteenth birthday is coming up, do you. Doctors make plenty of goddamn money." Brody stared at him. "What the hell? You think she was cheating on you?" Rick shrugged. "She probably thinks I'm too dumb to notice that she had lunch with Doctor What's-his-name five times in a month." "No, man." Brody shook his head. "Amy wouldn’t do that. I just can't see it." "Oh yeah?" Rick raised an eyebrow and gestured at Brody with his beer. "You telling me you never worry about Ryan and all those guys in the other bands?" "No." Brody hadn't given.