The tip tapping of her tiny heels, theway she moved around, her skirt brushing against her legs, the slightpull of her bra as she leant over the put...the plates down. Just a girlgetting the breakfast ready.Tricia was the next to arrive having escapedan early death by the skin of her teeth, with the use of the old whitemans trick. Bribe the natives with trinkets, or in Carolines case, the useof her extra special secretly hidden bath oil. Just the once mind anddon't use too much. She breezed. After half an hour of begging and getting nowhere. I was desperate. I needed this apartment. That was for sure. "Look, I'll do whatever you want just let me stay. I'll try and get your money. Please." Annoyingly enough he wasn't concentrating on me, just my hardening nipples in my now see through shirt. thank you wet hair. As I said I have a very fine body, being 19 and athletic did help alot. so if begging won't help me maybesomethingelse will. I sat a little closer not too close for him to. ” “Stay for as long as you need,” said Jane. “Right, I’m going to bed,” said Brian, “I’ve got an early start in the morning.” Jane and I sat talking for a while, trying to work out what had gone wrong and where. I eventually fell into bed in the early hours. I awoke about 9.30 and lay there for a while. There was a knock on the door. “There’s tea in the pot,” Jane called from outside and went down stairs. I got up and put on a T-shirt and shorts and went downstairs. Jane was sitting at the. Main rone jaisi ho gayi thi. Sardar bola, “Dekh chhori, jyada natak karegi to tu maregi, aur kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega. Behter hoga ke tu chup chap hume majho lene de.”Mere pass koi rasta nahi tha, maine mundi hila kar haan kaha. Sarda bola “Re Badri, chal kapde nikal iske, dekhu is gori gori Gujarat ki chhori ke bobe, chut aur gaand.” Badri haste haste han Hukum bol kar mere piche aya aur mere trouser ka nada khol kar use niche sarka diya.Woh bola, “Ye dekho Hukum, iski nangi tange.”.