She smirked broadly and shrugged in faux innocence, collecting her own cutlery and not waiting on any sort of ceremony before she tucked in, “Guilty...as charged hun. You certainly know how to take care of a woman.”He smiled, feeling pleased with his choice of restaurant and joined her in eating. The conversation dwindled some as they enjoyed their meal, but the glances they shared were telling, the food, the conversation, enjoyable as they were, couldn’t drag their minds from what they were each. .Upar se neeche tk dekha mujhe fir bolaBhabhi aaj toh kayamat hi lag rhi ho kaha jaa rhi hoMai: kahi nhi bass yu hi mann kiya ki thoda taiyaar ho jau ander aao naa pehleDarwaza band kr diyaMai ; baito mai tumhare liye pani leke aati huGand kuch jyada hilata hue kitchen ki taraf jaa rhi hu.. Windowpane mei halka sa dikha woh apna lund daba rha hai mere matakte chutad dekh ke .. Aaj toh iska lund le hi lungi..Pani laati hu table pe trey rakhte hue jhukti hu pallu jaanbhuj k gira diya air zameen. "Who the fuck lives there?" Mike wondered. The black fazer was there for a number of reasons. In one sense, it was like the old grandmother that puts a black Stetson on the back ledge of her '96 Honda Civic; hoping that thieves will not mess with a car owned by some mean asshole. On the other hand it was like someone with a drug house surrounded with pit bulls chained to dog houses around it. What had been put there to discourage intruders became something of intrigue to Stephanie.Pamphlets to. He wasn't happy that he'd be wearing agirls school uniform, but if it kept the authorities from finding himand returning him back to the home, he'd put up with it for the timebeing. He looked at the list of clothing he was supposed to wear andwhere it was in his room. White knickers with frilly edges, "verygirly" he thought. White knee length socks. Black above knee pleatedschool skirt with a white short sleeved blouse and the school tie, withblack buckled T-bar shoes with a slight heel on.