”Lois smiled coyly at the older man and scooted closer to him. She placed her small hand lightly against his chest as she into his eyes. “I think ...ou’re pretty special too.”Mike brought his hand up to cup her face as he leaned down and kissed her lips. He was very pleased that she gave no resistance to his seduction. He was even more pleased when he felt her fingers intertwining into his hair.“You’re a little minx,” he whispered, as he pulled back from the kiss and smiled.“Daddy taught me. Mainebravi ke gharwalonse kaha ki ravi ko mai kahi sat din tak ghuma ke aata hu jisase wo bhi fresh ho jaye aur sharab ki lat bhi na lag jaye.Gharke sabhi ko mera idea acha laga sab log raji ho gaye ham utneme shweta babhi boli ki mai bhi sath me aaungi mai ravi ko akela nahi chod sakti ravi bhi tayar ho gaya ham sab log agle din mahabaleshwar hills station ki aur chal pade raste me maine un dono ko khub hasaya masti ki ham mahabaleshwar pohanchne ke bad wahapar ek resorts me ruk gaye jab se. Her best friend and James seemed to be getting along really well and although a part of her was happy for Georgia another couldn't help but feel jealous.The music was too loud so she had already stopped trying to hear what they were saying and she was quietly sipping her Coke. The look on James face, however was precious. He was having fun and most of all he was touching Georgia with every chance he got. Casually stroking her arm or her leg more intimately thinking that no one saw them, but. . but more importantly, you had a reputation for being really tight. The fact that you had a rep for being tight, well, said a lot about you.You're still in your party garb: a snug grayish-white tank top emblazoned with "DANCE DANCE DANCE" in various shades of pink that hugs your thin, petite frame, a pair of tight short-shorts you made from an old pair of jeans you outgrew. They are so short white fabric of the pockets protrudes from beneath the denim. Had it been any other material but denim,.