After a while, when she wasn’t actively keyboarding, one of her hands strayed to slowly rummage through my hair, and then to softly caress the back ...f my neck. I became completely unable to concentrate and rested my head against her knee, entranced as she almost unconsciously continued to pet me as she read the text on her screen. Suddenly she needed to keyboard again and removed her hand to do so, and I was snapped back to reality and returned again to my own work. After about an hour. Ji haan mare behan rani jis ki age 25 saal hoge thi uski shaadi aik achay ameer ghar main ho rahi thi . Rani ki hight 5 ,6 inch thi lumbe or smart or bohat piyare or sexy look ki thi .Behan thi to usko kabhi bure nazar say nahi dahka or agar kabhi duppta uska uttar jata to uski gore motti chateyan nazar ati to be nazar jhuka layta . Qukay humaray gharon main ya koi be larka apni behan ko bure nazar say nahi dahk sakta hai . Uskay baad mare age 22 thi or maine job start he ki thi salare kam thi. I used to see her when I would visit my friends.We could always hold a pleasant conversation and I still had fantasies. The last time I saw her she was about 50 years old ,more conservatively dressed but still hot. We were chatting for a couple of minutes when she looked at her watch.I thought she had to leave.Instead she asked me if I had time for lunch,so we could talk some more.I said, I have all day.We caught up ,her husband died about 5 years earlier and I was divorced again about 8 years. After just a few hours, she had his manuscript looking like a million dollars."Won't it be difficult to write the material when I have to worry about how to format the page?" You don't have to format each page until you are done with the first draft. I just did that on the first couple of chapters to see what it would look like," Vera answered looking up at him. She turned back to the screen and looked at the figure. Frowning, she said, "You're going to have to get those figures done.