Mere nani ke gaon mein meri nani, mere mama mami & iss story ki main heroine meri mausi hai, unka real naam to nahi bata sakta but lets say Ayesha as ...he totally looks like her, cute sa chehra, gora badan, badi- badi chuchiyan n unki gaand ka kya kehna jab baith kar uthtee hai to bas dekhney layak hai salli ke gaand mein usli nighty iss kadar phans jati hai ki mat pucho yaar kya bataun, bas man karta bas ghus jaun un do gadoo ke bich.Bachpan se hi mein aur meri mausi bohot friendly they wo mere. “Chris I may be blonde but I’m neither stupid nor deaf. Every time I do this you spend your time looking down my top drooling. I have spent all of my life having guys look at my cleavage it really doesn’t bother me. I am not going to stop booking my lessons with you just because you like looking down my top.”Parking the car up and turning off the engine I waited for him to speak. It was near the end of my lesson and I dreaded the drive back. Maybe he was going to say that he no longer wanted to. To what do I owe the pleasureof seeing my daughter?" Jamie and I decided to try something different for Valentine's Day,"Ally said, "she's taking me out as James." Oh sounds fun," her mom said as she put her stuff on her desk, "and itgives us some mother-daughter time." Allen's father had been killed in a auto accident shortly after Allenwas born. His mom had never remarried and thus never had any otherchildren, but had always hoped to one day have a daughter. She had beenaway on a business. The phone rang about eight times. I knew to keep letting it ring. He liked to make himself seem important by making the caller wait. He picked up on the thirteenth ring. “Hello?” he said. Man, this guy was smooth. If there was one person I could kill and trade lives with, maybe by cutting his skin off and wearing it – I don’t know – it would be Steve. “Hello?” Steve said again, getting a little annoyed. I told him it was me and he said me, who and I said Jared and he said Jared, who? “From.