“Yeah, the birthday bunch. The birthday girl has a nice rack,” he answered.“But her mom has a really fine butt. So, I want to dedicate the song ...o her.”“Her husband will hunt you down and kill you.”“I didn’t see ring, or a scar or a tan line.”“OK, it’s your ass.”“Not mine yet, but I have high hopes,” I smiled and raised my eyebrows.I walked over to the woman, who was staying out of the mayhem, but watching carefully as many men hit on all of the girls.“Excuse me,” I said without touching. ’ “Sure! Did you drive here?” “So, any idea as to where you want to eat?” Bryan asked as he scanned the shop’s fronts looking for a suitable place to eat. “Is there a decent Italian around here?” Megan asked, scanning the other side. “Well, there’s Pannuci’s. A great little place near where I live.” Bryan said, looking at her ever so slightly. “Sounds great!” Megan said enthusiastically. Bryan made the necessary changes and drove them away to the Italian restaurant. The drive was fairly. He walked into his kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Captain Morgan and Coke and poured himself a drink."Man," he thought to himself. "I can't believe I made it through. If only I had been more motivated to study, I would probably be in grad school by now. Oh well, at least I finally passed it." He raised his glass in a toast. "Third time's a charm." And downed the glass.John walked to his cabinets and grabbed a plate, then set two slices of pizza on it, filled his glass with coke, and headed to. She was married and looking decent.She was not beautiful like Madhu or Jyothi but more beautiful than Seima and Kamla.“ Mera naam Rashmi hai , agar aapko mai pasand hun to next saturday night ( 10 nights ) tak roj 10-10.30 baje aaungi aur subah 6 baje chali jaaungi lekin mujhe kam se kam 25000/- chahiye sab mila kar. “She demanded minimum 25000/- for entertaining me for ten nights till next saturday. It was nothing , my wife was taking that much for one -two hour fuck. I told her that she will.