I looked back at him. “Emily. And you?” He grinned a cute grin again. “Charlie, Charlie Blake.” It went from there. We talked and we talked. W... found we had a lot in common, we were even born in the same state, New York. I learnt about his family and why they had moved her, he learnt about my favourite things in the world and how much I hated Twilight fans. We laughed and we listened. It was a blissful time and it took my mind off what had happened. Every once and a while though, Charlie would. Two notes on township legends. Confirming evidence was discovered centuries ago that Abdul Hadi originally wanted to title his First Tower "Dark Judgment", but at the pleading of his wives who were editing the manuscripts, he agreed to change the title to "The Preacher Man", even though he told his wives he found the title somewhat embarrassing.A more interesting confirmation of a township legend occurred just three years ago, in the discovery of a series of private communications among. Again the doorbell ring and I paused the CD to check out the door. Lubna was standing there in her housecoat with the medicine bottle. She said I wanted to return the bottle, I asked how is your son and told her there was no hurry cause I wasn’t planning to use it tonight. She smiled on my comment and said, son’s temperature is down now and he is sleeping with the maid. I asked her to come in if she would like to have a cup of coffee. She said she is tempted to come in but not for coffee but a. Jane had a great body with a small patch of neatly trimmed brown pubic hair in the shape of a “V” above her pussy. Jane whispered in my ear “I’ve been a lesbian since age sixteen “I’m going to make love to you like never before”. She slowly French kissed me. She sucked my tongue deep into her mouth which no women had ever done to me before. It would be the first of many new things I would experience that night. She slowly kissed my chest until she arrived at my breasts and sucked each nipple.