It was one of the quiet times, a summer storm sheeting the windows, making day into night that Valerie had chosen to seduce me. She’d been in a stee...-cut nightie; one that let her push aside the U-neck and pop out her breasts at any time for her own enjoyment as well as nourishing me or calming a thunder-unsettled infant. She approached me with a summerberry tea & cinnamon stick and initiated a shoulder rub. I looked up from my seat and saw that she was baring her breast again, walking around. Luke and Annabelle are in the car next to us," she looked, all the housekeepers were like best friends (the parents were friends, and the kids were too ... it worked out perfectly! I know, totally stereotypical). "No! Don't be obvious!"And I watched her wave to Annabelle before we continued driving.And my cell phone started ringing."Call from ... Luke."So me, the Sopranos, and a shit-load of junk food. It was actually a humorous sight.I stuck a Sour Patch in my mouth as I rewound to catch a. Gardan pe karta gaya.Woh siskiya le rahi thi… Muuuhh hhhh aaahhtab maine jada deri na karte huye apna tshirt khola woh boli ye galat h mujhe usane dur dhakel diya maine use samjhaya tera pati kar raha h woh sahi h usaka badala nahi logi.Wo sochane lagi tabhi main usake pass gaya aur usaka top nikalne laga woh chp rahi aur aankhe band kar li.Amine usaka top utarke use bra me rakha aur usake bra ke uperse hi boobs chusane laga.Wohhh mmmuhh aaahhkar rahi thi.Maine halka sa use palti kya aur usake. ”You, John Doe, cannot believe your luck. To celebrate some TV landmark, which you could not care less about, ITV2 ran a video competition to become the “Celebrity Juice” presenter for one night. The film you made got you into the final 10 and then a panel of Leigh Francis, Holly Willoughby and Fearne Cotton judged a 5 minute practice run to see who would be the most entertaining host. Your experience of hospital radio made sure you had the confidence to keep talking while others dried up, even.