Then usne mujhe car me bitha k 1 shopping mall ke baahar le gayi, aur gaadi rok di.Ab usne mujhe 1 purse diya jisme kuch rupee diye aur 1 list items k... aur bola ki ye sab jaa k le aao. Mene kaha ki me kaise jaa sakta hu, wo boli ki jitna kaha gaya hai, utna kar warna bohut bura hoga , aur ye bol k mujhe car se utar diya. Ab me jaise taise us dress me andar gussa, waha jyada log ni the, mene bucket li aur dhire dhire saare items lene lag gaya, me jaise taise us dress me andar gussa, waha jyada. "I know." After you revealed what you'd seen, I was just so ashamed that I couldn't face you. I tried to talk with you on the phone but after that, I just couldn't bring myself to get in touch." It's all in the past. Try not to dwell on it. We've both moved on." Yes," she sighed. "Thanks for doing this today. I'm not sure I could have coped otherwise." Who's looking after the arrangements?" His brother George. There'll be quite a crowd at the church and he's ordered some sandwiches for a select. John slowed down and sat down on the bus station's bench. Since it was a Sunday, he had to wait longer than usual. Just as he was about to put his headphones in, he heard a noise to his left. “Fuck!” an out-of-breath blonde yelled as she noticed that she too had missed the bus, much like John counting on it to be late. Still panting, she turned to John, her large breasts heaving while she recovered. "Do you know when the next bus will be here?” the blonde asked, adjusting her white see-through. With no bottoms on, and with her big eighteen year old tits stretching the fabric of her halter top, Tamara pushed open the door to the next stall and said "Excuse me, how do these look?" as she pulled the shirt up and let her tits bounce free. Her jaw dropped as she became aware of a young woman and her six or seven year old son(!) in the stall. The mother seemed to be helping the young boy try on a pair of slacks and a dress shirt. The boy, sitting on the little bench and looking straight.