.. nobody knows that ... well ... the Fed Alphabet Soup knows but it ain't official ... yet.Harold called. "Mr. Anderson?" Speaking." I'm Harold Frank...in calling for my dad, Ben, of Franklin's Flying Service and Aircraft Restoration out of Lansing, Michigan." You have my aircraft?" Came in today ... those are some big containers. The truckers are here and we need permission to crack the seals so we can inspect. Just so you know ... Immigration and Drugs are here too." Crack away, Mr. Franklin.. She gave me a blackblazer to wear too. She stood next to me in the mirror and from adistance we looked like two women dressed for a casual day out. Judydrove me to the store and let me out. I asked her to go in with me butshe insisted I go alone."Good luck, Sweetie." As I walked through the store no one paid much attention to me. I didhave a couple of women look me over and take particular note of myshoes. I could only imagine what was going through their minds. I paidfor the groceries and. And he did. I could hear him.I'd started getting real hard, but then it melted, listening to Mike going at it. I didn't blame him, though. In truth, his sister, as with all her friends, was malformed and homely.Bethany's friends Tracy and Stacy were super hot; ergo, I guessed, my sister was hot too. My tormentor did come with great tits.I kind of had a fantasy where Bethany had to go on a sleepover at Mike's, while I got to go out with Tracy and Stacy. But then I was ringing Mike's doorbell.His. You have blossomed into a beautiful woman. I want you to know I am proud of you. “Sana blushed at her father’s words.”I guess you want your surprise now?” Sana nodded “Yes, please.” Papa looked at his two boys, who sat on the floor beside Sana’s chair. He winked at Rahul, then at sunny. Sunny smiled back at him. The boys exchanged and glance and then looked up at Sana. Mischief again danced in their eyes. Sana felt a bit nervous. What were they up to? Papa crossed his legs and leaned back in.