Mr. Jessup was away often because he worked on the railroad. That meant he might be away for days at a time. That was alright with me because it gave ...e more of a chance to peek at Mrs. Jessup whenever I could. We lived right next door, with only about ten feet separating the houses. She lived in an old house, built in a desert town long ago, so all the rooms had doors, and all the doors had keyholes, whose keys had been long lost. Like most people then she didn't bother to lock her door during. Jaaungi …. Bhot… Maza…. Aa … Ra… HaiAb kya tha sirf dhakapel aur palangtod chudaai … ..Maine dhyaan diya aur pu6a vijay kon … Wo boli .. Mera bf tha … Bilkul aise hi chodta tha .. Ksm se dosto man kar raha tha… K … Tamaachaa maar du .. Lekin mujhe to sirf chudaai se matlab tha …. Maine puchhaa jb bf hai to mujhse q chuda rhi ho wo boli sirf chodo .Mai chod raha tha … Lnd ko nikaal liya aur seedha kiya use missionary pose me … Lnd ki nok se chut pr ragadna shuru kr diya … Aur supara daal ke. It wasn’t one of those explosive meetings, like in the films, where they met in the library and ‘bang’ they were suddenly having sex on a reading desk much to the amusement of everyone else in the library except elderly blind women (in the audio books section). But they did meet in the library. ‘Excuse me that was an impolite thing to do.’ ‘What was?’ ‘Passing wind with a garlic odor.’ The guy said he did not. Frankie said he did. The embarrassed guy seated opposite them got up and left,. Vince, started in the company in her department, and she was a great mentor. She was married to a pro-bowl linebacker, who ran a variety of businesses of his own after the NFL. She was smart, beautiful, and Vince was happy to see her again. It was Kathy who invited her to join them for dinner when they learned she was at the conference alone. The dinner was good, the conservation interesting, but it seemed to Vince that he was the focus of most of the stories at the table. Even Veena and Shreya.