Natural history and geology were the early forerunners, but her mother had already thrown out one meticulously gathered rock collection in confusion a...d anger. That Christmas, everyone was urged to give her Barbie stuff, and all did except for Aunt Kristen -- who gave her a world atlas in secret. It currently provided a firm backing under her mattress, as Jenny took it out almost nightly. She could name and find (and spell!) every country in the world and no one in her family gave a damn.But. Aur mene dheere dheere uske boobs ko dabana suru kar diya uspar to jaise jaado sa chhane laga tha aur uske mooh se ajeeb se awaje nikle lagi thi ekdam se wo mudi aur mene hoton ko apne hoton se dawa liya me to iske liye taiyar hi nahi tha so mere hont par uske daant lag gaya aur mere hont se khoon ki boond niklane lagi ye dekhkar woh bo ghabra gayi aur usne mere nikle hue khoon ko apni jeebh se saaf kar diya isme bhi mujhe bahoot maja aaya aur me bhi usko kiss karene laga.Phir to jaise us par. She saw him moving. "Matzh," she said, pointing at the fire. Jake got to his feet and went to fetch one. Then he realised that he too was just wearing a shirt. Shrugging that off, he took a match from its tin and handed it to her."Than cue," she said, smiling at him. She seemed to be getting the hang of English quite well. Sadly, he hadn't heard her speak enough of her language to pick that up."You're very welcome," he said, smiling back at her, and he went off to check out the horses. They all. Yea yea. My sports bra and panties. Sure I’ve gone El Commando with no panties but there was no fricken way I’m going to go bouncily bra-less. Especially with the damn state my nipples are in. ‘C’mon hurry’ Karen chirped anxiously as she stepped into the bathroom carrying my book bag. ‘We gotta go’ Having already pulled my shorts on, I demanded. ‘Where the fuck is my bra?’ Karen shrugged. ‘Dunno.’ As she held out my book bag.’Well gimmie a moment to get one.’ I said in a hurried tone. ‘No we.