Hum don one chowkidarko bola kea j raat tum & tumhare biwi humhare saath khana khalena. Who razi ho gayee. Uski biwi bhi maal thi par who gaon kit hi ...�� simple thi. Jab who dono aye to hum dono ko dekhte reh gaye. Mai ek bahut hi choti frok pehmi thi jo ke jhukne se gpuri gand bahar ajate hai & mere doodh bhi dikh rehe the & who back less bhi tha. Renu neb hi chpuchne li top pehni thi jo ke jhuknese puri chichi bahar a jate hain. Hum don one plan kiya tha ke chowkidar ke biwi ke samne humdono. On the way home I slide over and cuddled up next to Alex while he was driving and started running my nails along his thigh he squirmed a little but said nothing. When we get home I go and change into a pair of black short shorts and a tight low cut blue tank labeled"heart breaker" and of course I keep of my signature golden wing necklace in the shape of a heart.He's laying on the couch I walk over to him bend over so were at face level and ask innocently if he likes my necklace, forcing him to. They’ll kill me. They’ll throw me out of the house”. I was in a panic, I could feel the heat on my face, and was on the verge of tears. “No, No!” she exclaimed, “Please don’t cry. I don’t want you to panic. Please Vishnu, relax”. And with that, tears started running down my cheeks. She immediately took away her hand and put her arm around me – “No dear”, she consoled me, “Don’t cry, my dear. I didn’t mean to startle you. I’ve known for a while now and only wanted to talk to you about it.” I was. She tugged at my hand. "Sit down and let me get your shoes off," she said.That was a pleasant thing that I never asked for but happily accepted.She started her narrative. "At that last school, there was this one girl, Nikki Domingue. She was an outsider like me, and we sat in the same corner of the cafeteria, out of the way. Baby, we had a lot in common. Both of us had crappy moms who left us in the care of our grandmothers and both of our grandmothers were gone. She just couldn't stand.