Or real story hone ki wajah se aap logo ko pasand na aaye lekin jo sach he wahi bata sakti hu jhot to nahi bol sakti……… agar aap logo ko pasand ...aye to mail jarur kariyega, meri email id he to dosto me story suru karti hu… pehle me aapko apne bare me batana chahungi…mera nam samina he or age 23yrs he, me 1 pvt comp. me job karti hu. Me 1 modern khyalat ki ladki hu. Or mujhe chating ka bahot shok he, kher aab to ye shok kam ho gaya he kyoki me mostly job me busy rehti hu, fir bhi thoda bahot to. I waved and stepped away. I didn't know what was coming over me. When my Charm had first manifested, girls were coming onto me, now suddenly, I was seeing nothing but the lusty packaging of the women around me. It was disturbing - not that my girls would mind me looking at them like that - but the fact that I seemed to be taken with my adopted mother and older sister. Again I shook myself, but fully. Again, it didn't work.I went to Mandy's door and knocked. She opened it up after a second, but. " It's a second cousin to a martini -- made with whiskey instead of gin and sweet vermouth instead of dry ... and, add a dash of bitters." I'll try one of those." Let me go get some ice." Thomas grabbed the ice bucket and headed out the door. Lynne stood by a large window and looked out at the city.Thomas returned with the ice bucket and busied himself mixing the drinks. "This is quite a view," Lynne remarked."Yeah ... Last night I slept with the drapes wide open." I think you could get away. I could tell she was just dying to join us. She must share in the Japanese male’s infatuation with tall busty American blondes.She took picture after picture of the taller girl. I was sure I was visible in at least a few. Maybe I’d email a couple to her, after all. If the other girl wasn’t visible in them. I could always claim someone had planted a camera in my room or something.Oddly, the petite yet busty girl still had her satchel bag hanging awkwardly around her neck as she moved around.