Me-and you look so hot and sexy.Bhabhi-oh means you have bad things in your mind about meMe-no this is not right and I said the only true suddenly she...comes more close to me and this time no air gap between us and she put her head on my shoulder and said its ok and I was kidding and this act to embracing to me and also exiting so I said nothing now with silence we were watching TV after few minutes a romantic hot song played on tv and this song gave a little erection to me and bhabhi also and. She listened to the sound of traffic on the street. Itwas late evening; she must have slept longer than she'd anticipated. Asoft rap came on the bedroom door. "Come in," she cried as best shecould. Jack stuck his head in."I brought some soup," he said with a hopeful lilt to his voice. It wastoo dark in the room for him to see Ann's grimace."Great," she answered with all the enthusiasm of a death row convict."Love me some soup?" she said under her breath.Jack sat on the bed next to her and. Even their old mule retired to the coolness of the barn after drinking from the water trough.Allen wore faded almost white Oshkosh blue jean bib overalls with no shirt. A forest of grey chest hair sprouted from the top and sides of the coveralls. A matching grey monk's cap of hair circled his head, leaving his sweaty bronze pate bald and gleaming. A grey grizzled two-day old beard covered his meaty mahogany face. His scuffed high-top Brogan's show the signs of arduous work.He was a stolid man,. His hands slowly gliding down the gas bomb, of course using the proper technique of rubbign them from up to down. The metal began to shine Hank could see his own refelction clear as day in it. A satisfied Hyup left his lips as he gave the bomb a few last rubs. He began rubbing it softer now, forgetting his work ethic his hands melding the cool metal, his thoughts fully engoressed on the insides of the tank that glorious liquid that turns into a gas when released. Hank imagined the release, his.