......and into her ownsickbay.It always amazed her, the detail thecomputer put into the holodeck images. If she didn'tknow better, she would swear she...was actually insickbay. Her program provided the location andparticipants in her fantasy, but unlike a scripted play,the computer controlled the sequence of events. Itwas more fun that way, more real. The idea of notknowing what would come next made it all the moreexciting.From behind her, Beverly heard the sickbaydoor open and felt a new. Tu to janti hai ki Gangu ab bhi mujhe hafte mein ek baar chod leta hai.Tujhe koi na koi bandobast karna chahiye apni jawan choot ki garmi nikalne ka. Bhabi chup chap sunti rahi aur fir boli Maaji aap theek kehti hain, par aap to janti hain ke mere mayake mein koi nahin hai aur foir mujh se shadi kaun karega jab mera pati abhi zinda hai.Kissi budhe ke gale padne se to aapke saath rehna achha hai. Aap ka aur devar ji ka pyar hi mujhe zinda rehne ke liye kafi hai.” Maa achanak muskura padi.” Haan. Wherever we are heading, it’ll be a few days before we get back. The door is open and I see his smile light his eyes. He complains that he isn’t the type to enjoy much, but I know he appreciates the way I look for him. My blonde hair is in a fluffy ponytail that trails between my shoulder blades and my jeans hug my feminine curves. When he embraces me, I feel his hands explore ever so slightly and I lean forward to show him just a peek of the blue and gray lacy bra that I have on. The matching. "At that, I played DAD for a second. "Well, you still have to take a time out from playing to eat, Peanut."Michelle didn't answer me but I felt her grip on my neck tighten. She gave a few sobs into my neck and I felt some familiar moisture building on my shoulder."Dad, why are you so nice to me?" Because it's easy," I told her. "And because I love you and mom." It's been hard," Michelle said. "Living with Grandmother, it's been hard. I don't think she loves me or mom at all." It's OK. Michelle..