Click-click.I didn’t need this shit. Not now, not ever. I divorced this crap.Click-click. Click-click. Click-click.What the fuck you plannin’ ...n? Living in my fuckin’ face.They stopped.The clicks quit.Going into my hood, I headed down.Oouchf! Fuck! One god damn pointy kick in the fuckin’ ribs.Squinting, I looked up. Looked up legs that went to the fuckin’ moon.Legs that ended inside a micro-skirt swathed in darkness framed by the fuckin’ sun.‘Hey, bozo.’What the fuck . . .? ‘Piss. She was wearing a tight red halter neck top and very tight black leather shorts. The shorts were probably a size too small for her, but they were amazing at showcasing her hips. James took a seat and watched her as she walked towards him with her sexiest hip swaying walk. She turned and rolled her hips as she walked back into the changing rooms. “Karin?” She could hear his English accent as he tried to open the changing room door from the outside and she had to suppress a giggle as she heard a. Clients are upset for one reason or another. I am on the phone dealing with stuff since the day started. You text me a picture of you from work, beautiful as always. You have a smile on your face and happiness in your brown eyes.You ask how my day is going, I tell you OK, but you sense that something is off.You ask again, remind me that I told you I would always be honest, so I mention the problems but say it is no big deal.I am home alone for the week, something that doesn’t happen often.. Next year June mein hi uncle ko kisi kaam se 4-5 din ke liye bahr jana tha. June ka mahina chal raha tha and you know ke June mein Punjab mein kitni garmi hoti hai. Toh hm sab chhat pe sote the.hamari chhat 2 hisso mein thi. Ek taraf mummy or sister so rahe the and dusri or hum dono.hamare bed ek dusre ke lage hue the. Unka bed mere left side mein tha and cooler bhi unki ki hi taraf tha. Unke sone ke thodi der baad meine apne hath fir unke pet pe rakha. Unhone koi react nahi kia. Maine bhi apni.