I tested a few, nudging them slightly with a finger, trying to assess whether the tower looked like it would collapse at any moment, before finally se...tling on one. Fortunately, I was right, the block came away and fortunately the tower remained standing.Dave turned to me and looking me straight in the eye, asked his question. “So, Dad, do you think your daughter is sexy?”. I was shocked by the question, hesitating to answer. Part of me felt it was too invasive, too inappropriate, but visions. Needless to say I was pretty bummed out, when I got home (to top it off) my mother told me to get ready (for what??) we’re going to Aunt Susan’s for burgers and hot dogs. I didn’t want to go I wasn’t in the mood to be sociable but on the other hand if I stayed behind mom had a list of things for me to do before dad came home (dad’s a trucker and he comes home every 10 or so days). Aunt Susan is my dad’s sister, she’s in her mid-forties, has five children two are married and gone but the three. "I'm so sorry, Cindy." We all make stupid mistakes. Sometimes we hurt others. "What should I do to fix this?" I think deep down, you probably know the answer. I'll help you dig. What did you tell the other girls? "Um, what you did to me." But not what you did to me? "Um, no." Which pics did you send? "Just the one." Am I your mentor? "Yes. I guess I kind of profited at your espense. I know what I need to do. I'll tell them the whole story. Is that all I need to do?" That's for you to decide.. Usne bola ok mere room chalo, mai akeli rehti hoon. Hum turant uske flat gaye or woh kaafi accha tha. Woh akeli rehti thi or delhi mai job kar rahi thi.Fir kya tha maine usko apni bahon mai daboch lia or uske kapko ko jhatke se faad dia. Uska muh shock se khul gaya or fir woh smile karne lagi.Maine apni belt utari or usko dhire dhire maarne laga. Woh enjoy kar rahi thi or bol rahi thi zor se maaro or maine usse or tej maara uske chutado ko puri tarah lal kar dia.Fir maine usko apne najdik.