I poured each of us another glass and invited her into the living room. She sat on a chair; I sat on the couch. There was the usual small talk and con...ersation about her car. We finished our second cup of wine and started on our third. The bottle was almost empty. “Are you going to show me around?” she asked. The game had begun. A tour of the first floor wasn’t necessary. We walked up the stairs to the second floor, ladies first. She stepped slowly, knowing that I was looking at her ass. At. Quite how she managed to pull it off, Judi never fully understood, but after five months of legal wrangling Kayti emerged triumphant with a large proportion of both her former husband’s fortune and his publishing empire, her sole concession being to renounce her claim to the title of Lady Morris. For many women, that victory alone might have been enough, but Kayti had a serious point to prove, and she set about turning the motley collection of top-shelf “Lads mags” and tacky tabloids that she. Nenu goduku tisukuni car diganu. velli torch veste check chesi, problem vundi ippude repair cheyatam kudaradu annadu. so eedaina vechicle vaste velli pondi annadu. nenu velli car lo kurchunnanu. athanu 15 minutes wait chesadu bayate, vechicle vaste aapudamu ani. kani vechicle raledu. so nenu ma uncle call chesi vishyam cheppanu. taravatha driver tho thadisipothunavu car loki vacheyyi. ee dayina vechicle vaste appudu chudham annanu. appatike athanu baga tadi sadu. nenu kuda car diginappudu. It also had booths along a dark wall – perfect for my plans.I went straight up to the bar and ordered a drink. I then turned to survey the crowd and found my first target. He was about 25, a big guy, not all that goodlooking and not too drunk. I am quite pretty, with long blonde hair and big brown eyes so getting a guy’s attention is never hard. I walked up to him and asked him if I could buy him a drink. He looked around not sure I meant him but then saw me smiling seductively so said.