“What would I have to do to be more appealing?” I laughed and stared at him. “Are you seriously hitting on me right now?” “Are you seriously...pretending you’re not interested?” How could I answer that one when all I wanted to do was grab him by the lapels of his suit jacket and drag him against me so there was no personal space left to invade? Knowing there should probably be a few more steps between flirty conversation and suit-lapel grabbing, I chose the wiser option of saying nothing. When. ... what are you planning for me?Mom: tomorrow on 30th Oct you will buy a designer lingerie and give it to her in evening and put a hand written note in that “If you like this,i want to see u in this tonight when ur bthday starts”Me: aap marwa doge....if mom ne papa ko bata diya toMom: won hi batayegi....if wo gussa bhi hogi to tumhe alag se akele mei bulayegi samjhane ke liye but tumhare dad ko nhi batayegiMe: i said ok aap bolte ho to try karta hu....try kiye bina to waise bhi kuch milne wala. She was delicious in the cool evening light. He had never seen her so radiant - the creamy white skin of her neck gracefully arched over a tempting hint of heaving breast revealed at the border of the modest neckline.The dress was delivered earlier that day, a plain black box with a single red rose attached. Steven was curious but quiet upon its arrival. She placed it on the bed unopened, smiled, and put her arms around his waist."He always dresses me. Oh, it's not what you think. No garter. .. I pounded the living shit out of her -- she was built to take it. I unloaded for the fourth or fifth time that night and figured that I had nothing left -- but I was firm enough for Shannon to sit on and then drape herself atop me so that she would get the benefit of my morning wood. We didn't fuck -- Shannon wanted to lay on me and cuddle and sleep that way, and I was fine with that. Somebody killed the lights...We were up reasonably early -- and Shannon made sure she got hers. Early.