How are you?”“I’m making it.” I said“I’d say you’re doing more than that if you are here,” she said.“Haha. So, I’ve never seen you...at a party before. What changed?”“Joey and I broke up. I was only straight edge for him.” she said in a very pleased tone.“Oh god, I’m sorry. Are you ok?”“Hell yes. I’m fucking tired of him. I dumped him. He was being a douche and he was just not a good thing for me. I’m free, and I’m SO happy about it.”Bingo.“Well, that’s good. So I remember you told me last year. I slipped her shorts off, her sandals dropped at my feet as I picked her up and sat her on the generator, I dropped my jeans, she played with my already hard dick and I layed her back with her legs in the air and began to rub the head of my dick up and down her sopping wet open pussy. I could see her juices on my cock head by the light of the full moon and the neighbors security light. I enjoy sex in places where I may be seen in the act. I was so hard and lubed from her wetness that it didn't. Then i was seeing American pie when she went to neighbor’s home. I was not in this world and just in the movie that i dint realized that my bhabhi is watching that standing near the door. Then she called u naughty boy come lets have lunch. I suddenly closed my laptop and went. She told she saw what i was doing. I told her sorry. But she said what’s wrong in that. I was surprised by that answer. She told its common in teenage and told to share what i feel. I thought i got someone to express my. ’ said Martin Nash. ‘Someone hit him very hard on the back of the head, crushed in his skull halfway to his forehead. M.E. Martha thinks it was a baseball bat.’ ‘And not a crowbar?’ mused Tanya. ‘No respect for our Commander, there.’ ‘Thank goodness for small favors.’ I replied right back. Martin said ‘Martha said that if it had been a crowbar, it would’ve split his head in two, taken off the top, such was the force of the blow. But the fat baseball bat just crushed in his skull.’ I could.