Just like Chrissie herself.She turned on her side, panting with helpless mirth, oblivious of theshow she was putting on. That was part of her magic, I...guess. Catchingher breath by slow degrees, she sat up and started smoothing back herpigtails. Her dress flopped back into position, cutting off my view ofher little white panties. It couldn't have been more than 11.30 in themorning, and we still the whole day looming over us."Whatcha want to do now?" I asked, secretly hoping for another. He was able to carry her out to his van parked in the alley behind her house, and drive to the boat. Her body was processed in the same manner as Patricias. Elizabeth was a gorgeous 21-year-old redhead who worked as a paralegal for a small law firm. William had called her, indicating that he was about to deploy to Afghanistan, and needed to set an appointment to make a will. He knew Elizabeth would be alone in the office at the scheduled time, and one well-placed tranquilizer dart gave him his. It was always dark, and spooky, but I would always think of my friend as I passed.I like music, and listen to my ipod as often as I can. One morning, however, the battery failed, and I had to plod on in silence. It was dark, cold and had been raining all night. As I wearily trudged on, I passed Catherines old house and was bemused to see a light on. At four am...I slowed I passed, and looked up at the second floor window. As I did, I began to hear soft moans, that were unmistakable. I stopped. M chhup chhup k nind k bahaane use dekhne lgaa.Kya mst maal thi yaar dikhne m ek dum model.Thodi healthy thi bt uska colour milk se b fair.Boobs 36 k or gaand to bahut hi mst jb chle to kayamat aa jaye.M sone ka natak krne lga achanak bus ka break lgaa to vo mere sine se lipt gyi.Phir muje kehti sorry aapko nind se jgaa diya..Maine kaha its ok.MPhir nind ka natak krne lgaa.Mera hath uski gaand ko touch kr rha that.Usne socha m nind m hu..Tbi bus ne ek or jhtka diya or maine thoda hath aage bdaa.