But u all knew very well that ‘Every Dog has its own day’, so I have. The incident I’m going to share with u is not a fiction but true.K, let’... start… I am Anoop residing in Kerala and working in an MNC and I am 28 yrs old having a slim body.The queen in this story is my cousin brothers wife named Asha. She is in her 34s. She is very beautiful and with a awesome body structure. Surely she will get looks from the males and the man will get an erection by seeing her. My cousin and me is. As Mrs. Hockham made the tea they talked about days and times. Mrs. Hockham seemed to have an aura about her, a charm that made one feel relaxed. Martin began to understand what was meant when referring to her interpersonal skills, something he often felt he was deficient in. ‘She could well prove an asset to the practice,’ he thought. Over the cup of tea Martin said, ‘In most of the practices these days a lot of the old formalities have been dropped. I wonder if I might call you by your given. In the back of his head, he still wanted to see more of her though. Her dress still pushed out from her boobs and her body was something that he desired to see. As he loaded supplies into the pickup, he put in a few extra bags of seed and fertilizer. When Henry put the tailgate up, Rose spoke up. "You didn't have to do that."Henry wanted to say he was sorry about last year, but just kept silent. He watched as Rose and her father drove off with the supplies. He just reminded himself how pretty. It was a small upscale bar on the other side of town. Maria called me later that night to tell me that Brad was a bartender at her friends bar. She did not know that he worked there. Maria assured me that she was not going to hook up with him again. She was going to avoid him as much as possible. I told her I wouldn't mind if she did, but she assured me again that it was not happening. She made it sound like the thought of being with him again disgusted her. I went back to work and didn't.