Not windup, she assured him, because she’d know that would be a pain in the backside. Just a specially crafted gift, but what made it truly special ...as the portrait within the other side of the casing It was a near photo-perfect picture of himself, with Fiona on one shoulder, Jen on the other, like an old photo of lovers in a locket. It was not a photo, however, because he’d never taken that particular shot with them. Not a photo, but a painting, so incredibly well-rendered that he had to look. 7” he aur me gujrat ke rajkot sahar me rahata hu meri chest 40” he aaj me jo aapko kahani sunane ja raha hu vo meri aur mere cousin aur uski biwi ki heye baat aaj se karib ek month pahale ki he mera cousin jiska nam nitin aur uski biwi saroj he jo bahut hi khubsurat he uske boobs bade bade he aur uske lips gulabi he vo apni tabiyat dikhane ke liye rajkot aaye the tab mere ghar par koi nahi tha uski tabiyat dikhane ke bad hum ghar par gaye tab karib sham ke 7 baje the Rat ko khana khane ke bad. ‘Thank you, Myra.’ Kara replied as Myra left the room in a hurry. Kara began taking off her heeled shoes and stockings, a relief she had longed for since she arrived. She walked towards the magnificent mirror on the wall across from her bed and began to undress, watching herself as she slipped each article of clothing off. First, her skirt was unbuttoned, she let it fall to the floor and felt a draft of cool air on her bottom. Next, she unbuttoned her blouse and breathed a sigh of relief as if. I finally arrived at your room. Staring at the floor I took a couple of deep breaths, hoping I wouldn't appear to be having a stroke when you answered the door. I knocked oh so softly. Not hearing a sound, I watched as the handle began to turn and the door slowly but steadily opened. As it swung away I craned my head to look around the room as my feet remained glued to the hallway. With the door now wide open, you were nowhere to be seen. I took a couple of slow, measured steps into the room.