Kya kahun yaar kya hooth the yaar ekdum bade bade lagta jeise khaunga to ek waqt ki ho jayega.Haan ek aur baat kehedu aap ko ki kabhi kabhi mujhe bhi ...agta tha ki o bhi mujhse kuuch chahate hai kyun ki mujhe o kabhi kabhi wese hi dekhte the.Jub o Apni baal banate to main hamesha chupke se dekhta tha aur muthi marta tha. Ek din kya hua ki barish ho rahi thi aur o apni baal dhoye the to sukhane keliye shup nahin the to o fan per to beith ke apni baal sikha rahe the.Kya kahun yaar khule baal pe o. But he was also a bully, like his father, and disrespectful to women, made fun of fat or skinny or short people, was prejudiced against blacks and Hispanics and native Americans, and called the less fortunate intellects among us retards. I could go on and on. And he was selfish, like his father. John Windom cared about John Windom and not much else. The new John Windom isn't a bully. He protects the weak from the strong. He isn't self-centered, and he shows respect to everyone around him,. He did enjoy the looks of appreciation that the food brought. He wondered what they usually ate at affairs of this type.After the food Tom danced with Janet, Mei and Su. Wei flatly refused and Jess said that she couldn't dance. It was all going well until Tom turned and found Randolph standing in front of him. The glove that hit his face almost ended Randolph's life, but Tom recovered quickly. There was a collective gasp before Randolph loudly spoke, "You sir, have offended my honor. You are no. .. He slipped both hands under my panties and caressed my ass cheeks. His erection was pressing against me and his hands were on my bare ass ... I let out another involuntary moan into his mouth and he replied with an "Mmmmmm." I felt another wave of heat as I flushed hot all over. Oh god, I'm getting wet and he hasn't touched my pussy or my breasts yet! Cray slipped his hands out from under my panties, up the back of my top to cup my shoulder blades. He squeezed me tightly and my breasts were.