Kahate hai upar wale ke ghar men der hai par andher nahi hai aur ek din muje mouka mil gaya huaa u ki mai apne room men blue film dekh raha tha aur us...din barish ho rahi thi, uanke husband 3 days ke liye kahi bahar gaya tha.Achank muje laga ki mera door koi knock kar raha maine room ka dor open kiya to bhabhi samen khadi thi…wo thoda ghabraiye huyye thi..maine puchha ki kya huaa bhabhi usne kaha ki merei bachhi ko fever aa gaya hai aur uske papa ghar par nahi hai so use hospital le jana hai kya. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion's lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me.I suppose it's natural to think you might glean everything about Crystal's philosophy of life from her lyrics, especially since she never explicitly expressed her political, moral or religious views anywhere else. But what did she really mean in the lyrics of, for instance, Bread for the. I chuckle and turn to lean against the door frame. She is behind me and to my right. Still chatting but I can feel her full attention on me. We are close. My arm & hand is against the doorframe. She pushs back against me again and I slide my hand over her side and down towards her arse. Gently cupping and caressing as I move my hand over her, I feel her tense under me. I shift and move away moving further across the room. No one has observed us. It seems miraculous given the heat I can feel. Tumhe puri tarah se nanga, to yeh sunke shock hogayi lekin control karli aur phr smile kari aur poochi ki haan aap mere sare kapde utaar ke mujhe nanga karke kya karoge yeh sunke me ekdum shock hogaya aur kuch bol nahi paya to Woh boli bhaiya bolo aap mujhe nanga karke kya karoge to maine bola kuch nahi karunga yaar, to woh boli dekho bi nahi kya to me bola dekhunga na asma to woh boli kya dekhoge, to maine bola tumhare nange jism ko jism me kya kya dekhoge, maine bola tumhare boobs tumhare.