She did not say anything, but I heard her try to make vocal sounds as Alicia stormed off toward the stairs.I went over to where Mrs. Thompson was stan...ing after just finishing a conversation with an older couple who had just walked off. "Mrs. Thompson, you probably do not remember me, but I am Louis Chandler. I am afraid that I must leave a bit earlier than I had planned. But I want to thank you for hosting me here at your lovely house." Why, thank you, Mr. Chandler," my hostess said with what. ..." "Wow mom, that's a big glass! Are you going to get drunk?" "Maybe. OK, I don't want you learning about making out from some street woman. I'm going to teach you, but you have to make me a promise, that you will never tell anyone, OK?" "I promise, Mom. I won't tell anyone. Thank you so much for this. I love you." "Well, I love you too honey, and I want to help. So, what do you want to know?" "Ummm, I'm not sure, exactly. I know when you make out there is first base, second base, third base,. ’ didi jor se chilayee aur jijju ne didi ke mamme pakar kar jor se masal diye aut did karah uthi, jiju masti mein akar apna lund zor se pelne lage . Unka loda kissi piston ki tarah andar bahar ja raha tha, didi ki choot ka ras unke laure par chamak raha tha, ” oh raniiii aaj chod lene de mujhe, meri pyari, tu kitni sexy hai tu nahin janti, kitni chudakad ban chuki ahi meri ranii, Mera lund virya chhodne wala hai, meri jaan kahan girwana chahti ho mera virya tum meri jaan” didi bhi puri tarah se. So... "I'm not very used to drinking." That wasn't a lie at all. I rarely ever drank. If I did, it was only because of a special occasion or because I was nervous—REALLY, REALLY nervous. "You sure about that?" he asks, his tone a bit on the careful side. "Yes," I say, not looking at him. I start to debate about what I want to say next, what I wish to say, how I wish to say it, when he grabs my chin so I can look at him. After looking at him, I realize he hadn't touched my chin at all. He.