Maine smaail dee aur kahaa dekhate jaaie. Raaste se maine voḍakaa aur bear kee bŏṭal bhee le lee thee aur ham hoṭal room pahunche aur pahuncha...e he maine saamaan andar rakhaa aur unake paas jaakar unakaa cheharaa pakad kar unhe kis karanaa shuroo kiyaa. Main unake lips ko choosane lagaa aur unakaa haath pakad ke apanee penṭ par rakh kar ragadne lagaa. Fir maine unake boobs pakade aur dabaane lagaa vo wild hone lagee thee vo beech beech men mere lips ko kaaṭane lagee aur lund ko dabaane. Jake was working on his History assignment that afternoon, sitting at his desk in his bedroom. There was a knock at the door and, without waiting to be invited in, Debbie strolled into the room."Working hard?" she asked, approaching her son from behind with a cup of coffee. "Yeah, just a History assignment I gotta do," said Jake, still writing away. "I made you a coffee," Debbie said, placing the cup on the desk."Cheers mum."Jake continued writing, wishing he'd started this assignment earlier. "Dom, can we go back and look at that old house?" Dom pulled up and did a 'U' turn and drove back to the house."What have you got in mind Tony?" he asked."I know it's only early days, but this would be an ideal location for my roadhouse Dom."The house was needing a good coat of paint and the windows were boarded up. The place was obviously unused, there were bales of hay under the veranda. A small vegetable garden at the back of the house was overgrown and the chook shed had seen better days.. "It would be so different if I wasn't the only Fu," she stopped herself from saying it aloud "uh, person like I am." She muttered, clicking on her CD player and blasting the lab with the mellow sounds of Frank Sinatra. "If there were others like me, and everyone knew it, I wouldn't have to be afraid of scaring girls off if they find out what I'm hiding! Hell, if there were people like me and the public knew, I bet lots of girls would WANT to be with me! I wouldn't have to worry about being.