I wrote my number on a scratch pad and stepped over to her porch. Helen handed me a business card that read 'Helen’s Garden.' Helen poured water on...to her plants and spoke an encouraging word to each plant. She tip-toed to get to the higher pots and I watched as she reached up to water each plant. She had a body that just called out to be touched. “Helen’s Garden,” I remarked, reading the card out loud. “Yeah,” she replied, “It’s my newest adventure.’ She looked down at me and smiled. “So. But my rest was brief as I hear a noise coming from upstairs. At first it sounded like shaking, like a rattling of some kind, but as I listened it was clearly a thumping, a heavy banging noise. I thought at first it may have been the neighbours doing some housework but I knew it was coming from my house, so I went to the bottom of the stairs to listen more closely out of curiosity. And that’s when I heard more. The banging sound soon faded behind another sound, the sound of a woman. All of the big heavy duty weapons were left in the gun safe on board. Everyone had two automatic pistols and one MP5 in our luggage, except for Jeff who had an M4/203 and Rich who had a compact 308 sniper rifle.Our first stop was for food. The restaurant was able to open their banquet area for our use after a quick conversation and monetary gift to the shift manager. The food was great and everyone enjoyed the calm relaxed atmosphere. Tammy was the first to ask the question."How are you. Wo fir toilet chali gyi fresh hone aur aakhr mirror k samne khadi hoke baal thik kr rahi thi use aisa dekh aur uska nanga badan mera lund fanfanane laga mai uske puche gaya aur pyar se usko apne baho mai liya wo boli ajun maan bharla nai vata maza janu cha(ab tak tumhara maan shant nai huwa lagta itna chudai k baad bhi) mai bola tuji sarki bai nehmi nehmi nai milat ani nasib lagta tuja sarka komal sweet ani premal sex partner bhetaila(tumari jaise shant khubsurat aur haseen aurat bar bar nai.