Not enough by a long shit. Shot, shit, either way. I was in my office one day, working on whatever it was i was working on. You know? Nose to the grin...stone, honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay, what-the-fuck-ever. Now, I say office, but I really mean cube. I worked in a cube farm, ubiquitous in these days. A head popped over the side of my cube. It was Dave, resident flaming fag and troublemaker. Hey, I had no problem with him, personally, but he was always trying to find a reason to be. My sleeping bag is soft and I've put a layer of leaves and moss under it," I asked.Ulrika just nodded but she didn't let go of me. I carried her through the water, but when we reached the brink, I had to let go of her. I didn't dare carry her over the sometimes slippery rocks. Reluctantly she let go of me too and put down her feet.Her eyes dropped immediately, not so much because she was shy but to look at the thing she had rubbed against. Not that I was less curious. I couldn't help looking at. From what I could see, they looked like an older lady’s knickers (lots of lace and such) and a younger girl’s knickers (soft cotton material) but I didn’t see any men’s underwear. Now, this was something new; if I could steal one pair of each, I could fantasize about doing it with a girl and her mother while I wrapped their knickers around my cock.I looked carefully about the alley and then back over the wall, trying to see if anyone was moving in the kitchen (the only window overlooking the. Jab mai room sa bahir ja raha tha to maina be gand hilana shuru kar dee. jise dakh kar vo zor zor sa hansna lagi, magar maina peecha nahi dakha.mai apna room main chala gaya magar mujha neend nahi ae, mai wapis mom ka room main a gaya or mom ka bed par bath kar shabnam ko dakhna laga, light green nighty jo thoree upar uthee hue thee halkee roshnee mai ghazab dha rahi thee us ki body. magar mai koe ase baat nahi karna chahata tha jis sa mai shabnam ki nazroon main gir jaon. mujha kuch samaj nahi.