Her body screamed that it was dealing with unending torture of the heat and demanded that she do something about it. She had on only what she slept in...�� a T-shirt and a pair of pink panties. Both her parents and her younger brother were at work and school respectively. Her brother Donald wouldn’t get out for another two weeks or so. She checked the clock that was stationed above the kitchenette, 10:45. Since Donald wouldn’t be home for another few hours – 2:30, She didn’t start work ’till 4:00,. As I took a deep inhale, she pinched my nose shut between the toes, disallowing the passage of air. I kissed the cheeks of her foot, breathless but euphoric at the same time. Her foot released the pinch & descended back to the couch I had to bid farewell as she brought it down & placed them on the couch’s maroon velvet surface. I continued to watch them, longing to sniff them again, to caress them. “There you go,” Jeanette said, withdrawing her legs. “Was that not the best moment of your life?. "I can't believe you got all those people to come here, Lita. This is wonderful."She smiled. "Dave, your family loves you. They think I am good for you." I think you are good for me." When we pulled into the parking lot, I noted two cars with Louisiana license plates. Recognized the cars, too. Upon our entry into the restaurant we were pointed to a separate room. We entered to applause.Carlita curtsied. "He did not know until I told him this afternoon," she said. "Thank you all for. Main aise hi chatting kar raha tha mujhe orkut pe ek patiala ki ladki mili jo mere hi intitute main padti thi hum ek hi course kar rahe the…… par maine use kabhi pehle dekha nahi tha… aise kuch dino tak baat karte karte hum. ek doosre se aapne institue me mile…. aise hi humari baaten suru hoti rahi… woh ek acche wicharon wali ladki thi…Par woh thi bhut hi sexi… Main ek baat aapko bta doon…. ki PATIALA seher kkafi famus hai ladkion ke liye aur itna badha bhi nahi hai sabhi ladkon ko seher ki har.