" Can I speak to the manager? I can explain." What could you possibly have to explain? You stole your brother's IDand you're trying to use it to buy ...380 worth of our clothes. I'll callmy manager but she's probably going to call security. You stay rightthere." She picked up the phone and had a quick conversation. "She'llbe right here."A few minute later a woman approached "I'm Maureen, the store manager,you'd like to talk to me?" Uhhh, yes. I was trying to buy lingerie but wasn't able to. Y me? Me: because you r the love of my life, I felt it at the first time I saw you in the wedding. At that its self I was very sad. Bhabhi: (her tears came out, in shivering voice) but… its not going to workout. What about your bro. I’m your bhabhi. Me: (I held her right chick and turned her face towards to me and said) I don’t care. I know you love me too I can see it in your eyes (said it by wiping her tears). And I want all of your love to me bhabhi I can see the true love b/w us bhabhi.. The RCMP is aware of him too." Okay then, we'll talk to them when they get here. I'm afraid everything in the back of the house is pretty much destroyed, however. Are you insured?" We're just renting. I have insurance on our possessions, but the owners must have insurance on the house." Do you know where the owners are?" he asked."No, but our real estate agent does," I said. "If you contact Albert Feller, he can help you." Thanks," the fireman said. "I'm sure the RCMP will want to get that. She was still wearing her panties and I could see how wet she had become. Then she moved her panties to the side and played with her hairy wet pussy.Slowly I entered the stewardess who began to scream a little. She was very wet, and I was glad because I am sure it would have hurt her otherwise. She was not hurt. Each time I moved; I went in just a little deeper. Her hips moved with mine and our erotic rhythm began to quicken. She grabbed the bedsheet and I thought she might rip it when I.