It was simple fun, but fun nonetheless. We kept it simple because as soon as we made having fun a complex task, it would stay that way. That’s how I...felt, anyhow.Ten minutes after my phone call with Jamie, I was out of the house, mounted up on my bike. Paul’s place wasn’t far, just short of a mile from my own. He lived in a middling-sized rambler in the nicer corner of Peaks, nicer than my own home by a fair pitch. As I rolled into his driveway, I noticed his mother’s car wasn’t there. Out. It was difficult to understand how he could be called Curly because he was almost bald on top even though he was only in his late twenties. She had wanted to run her hands over the top of his head when he was giving it to her but hesitated to do so because it might make it seem that she wanted a closer relationship and that would totally inappropriate for a nun who had already taken her final vows.They slowly retraced their trail up to the rise overlooking the scene of the battle and saw the. We’d wait to see what he girls wanted. We were half way through our first drink when we heard the door alarm chime away announcing it was opened and the closed. There was some chatting and then Jennifer walked down the stairs first followed by Katie. Katie had worn her new outfit, just like Jennifer had said she would. She looked hot in the leather mini skirt, her legs clad in black hose with seams, and her black stiletto heels with bows on the back caught your attention as you followed up the. But jab mein garmi ki chutti mein ghar aaya toh mera mummy ki taraf dekhne ka rawaiya badal gaya. Ek baar main mummy ke saath market gaya mother dairy ki shop pe. Main kaafi time baad ghar aaya tha toh log abhi mujhe pehchane nahi the.Main mummy ke peeche chal raha tha aur road ki dusri side 2 majdoor chal rahe the. Woh kaafi bade the aur dhoop mein kaam karke kaale ho rakhe the. Maine dekha woh hamari taraf dekh kar apni jeeb lips se ragad rahe the.Maine dekha woh dono meri bholi mummy ki gand.