He doesn’t know me. We only met just last week, and oh, yes, we have been sending messages back and forth. But to call me Dear? I don’t think so. ...�� Dear? Dear? You don’t know me that well,” I say, and then, as an after thought, I add, “Yet.” Let him deal with THAT, I think to myself. He IS nice, though. I really could grow to care for this guy. And he DOES have a nice cock. I know he appreciates expensive clothing, and good things. I set the upper button on my blouse so that the slightest tug. Soon she was well on the way to getting drunk and starting to relax a little. Lying on the bed she started to think about what was going to happen later. She was filled with mixed emotions, absolute horror that it looked like she was going to let 4 young men fuck her, yet if she was honest it was also turning her on a bit. The closest Sonya had come to an experience like this before was when she was 17, when she and her then boyfriend came home from school to her house when there was nobody. Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the sages was stored in this huge room.There was no dust...'come to think of it, there was no dust in the metal vent, ' she thought. 'There should be dust everywhere.'There were sections of scrolls written in Latin, Greek, Aramaic, Hebrew, Sanskrit, Norse Runes, Gallic, Russian, Japanese, old Japanese, Egyptian hieroglyphics ... Languages phonetically spelled ... languages entirely based on the Atomic. He would Say “Chachi ab ap massage bhi nahi karati ho Lagta hai mujhse narajHo “which I will deny vehemently and give him a Kiss or two.He was spending more time around me and losing his sense of humor too he was in the bad shape and I had pity on him .He was no more happy , extrovert boy he had turned into introvert and brooding type.When his six monthly results was declared he had failed in two subjects , his unclewas very upset and shouted on both of us, on him for not taking interest in.