A boy rode by on his bicycle. His mouth dropped when he saw the naked women. "Where's your socks?" he yelled as he skidded to a stop and stared at the...risqué beauty's ankles.The blush began on Kathy's cheeks and spread down her chest to her knees. "This is horrible, just horrible," she sobbed and tried to hide behind Christi.A car horn cut off Mommy's reply. The driver parked the battered black sedan between the women and the staring boy, then got out and opened the trunk. "Ladies," he. 1st okadu bed paina padukunnadu amma direct ga velli vaadi sullini maa guddalo melliga durchukundi alane vaadi paina kurchundi…. 2nd inkokadu amma face deggaraku vochadu… 3rd inkokadu amma boobs ni okka deggaraki cheskunnadu……4th and 5th eddaru amma amma pooku deggara unnaru….Inthalo durector acton anagaane okadu notlo… Eddaru pookulo…. Okadu boobs lo… Inkodu guddalo dengatam start cheshadu….Okase sari dengatam tho…. Amma edusthu….. Aravataaniki chance ledu… Amma notlo okadu. The shopping so far had been hectic but not as bad as he had expected. Perhaps that was due in part to the bubbly attitude of his niece Becky and her best friend Susan who had tagged along. Their banter about absolutely anything that came to mind or caught their attention was pretty humorous if you just didn't take anything they said seriously. Suddenly a pair of hands covered his eyes and a high pitched voice said "Guess who!" Ummm, Becky?"The hands came off and Joe saw his niece Becky. Everyone would think the storm had the money. It was free. It was sitting there twenty feet away. All he had to do was climb out and get it. He waited. He waited for the storm to suddenly rush back, justifying his wait. He wanted absolution from the storm, to vindicate his indecision by showing him he couldn’t have got the bag. But it didn’t. It still gave him the chance. The black bag still sat there. Nothing moved. Not a thing. He could hear his own heartbeat, feel it in his temples. He.