”“What can I do then, you have to help me. I’ll literally do anything to fix this. Please you have to help me!”I saw the gears in Craig’s mi...d start to turn. He was trying to figure out how he could solve this problem. After several minutes, he looked down at me and said, “I’ll tell her I was the one responsible for wrecking it.”I couldn’t believe he just said that. He was actually going to take the blame for me. Why would he even do that for me? He hardly knew me. I would never have guessed he. She released the crotch and tossed back the last of her drink. She yelled, "Tanya."Seconds later, it seemed, Tanya was there with three more double vodkas. Carla made no attempt to cover her tits.Tanya looked at the bare tits and laughed, "Honey, I had tits that small once, but then I turned four." I almost blew my drink across the table. Carla didn't take it personally and laughed too."Tanya, show these boys a real set of tits." Tanya set down her serving try and pulled down the front of her. Again, Jessie and I had lost touch with each other, and when we'd hear from each other it would be further between the last call.When we finally got back in touch with each other again it was 2010. We would call each other nearly every day or if not, maybe a couple of times a week. In late spring 2010, Jessie told me that she wanted me to come and visit her in the south where she was still living. I wanted no more then to do that, but knew I couldn't afford a plane ticket or even a train ticket. Some of them asked either this true or fake. Well, guys, this is real life incident. Some of the guys behave very rudely with me for not sending pics. So please everyone, don’t ask for pics. This is my personal story and I want to share this with all, But not the pics.Let me introduce myself, Rahul, I’m 24 years of old. I completed my master degree at reputed university. Now I’m in job searching work and still didn’t get any job. My mother name is Vaani and she is 45 years old. I don’t know.