Mammi aur meri bahen bade khule vicharo vali thi ghar me dono hi bade bindas andaaz me rahti thi, mammi ko thodi bloodpressure ki shikayat thi es kara... unhe jyada garmi sahan nahi hoti thi es karan vah ghar me bade aur chode gale ka deep nack blouse aur patikot pahani rahti ya phir nighty me ghumati, vahi meri bahen bhi apne badan ka bhugol dikhati rahti, un dono ke badan ke nazare dekh muze kahi auyr muh marne ki koi jarurat hi nahi padti, mammi jab ghar ke kam karti to unke safed mansal stan. My mother was proud of his achievements in life but she and I missed him more and more as the years passed by.I was 20, mom – 35, dad – 40. They had an early marriage. Times when dad was not around I noticed that mom looked very sad and lonely. She was too beautiful to be seen like that. She had a damn sexy figure. She was neither excessively fat in any part nor disgustingly thin; just a perfectly proportionate sexy female body. I pitied that she had to be my mother. She always wore dark color. "After last night? Emily, you'd be my dream roomy. You're pretty, you're crazy smart, and you're a good person. Oh, wait! Would you want me at all?" I'd love to," Emily almost whispered. Pretty?°°°October 31, 2007 - Getting ScrewedWith the Wednesday classes finished, Emily Brewer returned to Commons where she roomed with her best friend Julia Monrose. They were both freshmen at Marshall after graduating from Henry Monrose High School in June.They had vastly different backgrounds. Julia was the. We would fly to Dallas directly from Jacksonville and start our media campaign Tuesday afternoon.We would do radio shows and tape a segment for the next day’s early morning television market. The label, at Geoff’s behest, had made some calls to local celebrities – players from the city’s professional sports franchises and a popular late-night comedienne with ties to the city to do a few commercials that could be dropped into drive-time radio airplay but mostly we were counting on Liz’s.