Thank you." I planted another hair-raising kiss on him and then released him. "What about your mother?"Grinning, he picked up the bag sitting on the f...oor. I could see numerous small boxes inside. "She used to wear charm bracelets when she was a teenager. I picked out a charm for every year she's been born -- twenty-one."I giggled and pulled him over to the cookie store before we made our way out of the mall.When we got back to my house, we cuddled in the swing on the screened-in back porch and. So I started to send shot after shot across the net to each girl.When we started, it was interesting to see how they were shanking the returns all over the place. But, as we continued to practice, they improved. They began to learn how to absorb some of the speed of my serve. In turn, they learned to control the direction and speed of the return or pass the ball to a setter. It was an hour later that everyone seemed happy with their new skills that they'd learned. They made me promise to. Bus apna kaam bngya wha pr ek horror showbhi dhikhate h, usme wo mere sath thi bilkul chipk kr, chlte chlte use dr lg rha tha, to usne mjhe kske pkd liya aur uskeeboobs mjhse bd rhe the mjge to mja hi aa gya maine bhi jaanbhuj kr andhere ka fayda utaya aur sahare k liye uske boobs ko dba diyaa, wo dri hui thi to kuch nhi boli, fir aise aise hi din khtm hua, hum sb thk chuke the to bus me aa kr bath gye, wo boli mjhe tmhare pass baithna h, maine kha ohk wo window seat pr baith gai. Hum bate krne. “I like your hair.”He reached down and gently caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “I like your eyes.” She blinked her large green eyes and turned a little deeper shade of red. “You blush, but I feel you aren’t shy at all.” She laughed at his assessment. He was right. She wasn’t really shy at all. She was a busy woman and didn’t like to waste her time with small talk on people she knew wouldn’t keep up with her intellectually. He flashed his smile at her again, knowing he was right..