Sara was the same age as me, six months earlier than me, and she was a cute Japanese girl with a nice Asian figure, a great sense of humor, and a beau...iful smile. She liked teasing me sometimes and would put on her mischievous grin with the glint in her eyes. I never made dirty jokes or comments around her, because she was a very well-behaved Catholic girl. We rode bikes to the stores, played ukeleles and sang Hawaiian songs, played cards, Monopoly, chess, and we really enjoyed having each. ” I then tapped my qualification badges. “Same with these. Bullets can’t tell how much money you have. No matter how much money I will ever have, or how much crap I take from people, I can stand in front of a mirror and honestly say, ‘I earned this.’ That’s something I will always be able to say.” Then I grinned and added, “The good-looking wife I also earned, but that’s a whole different story!” That got a lot of laughs, but I could tell the boys were thinking about what I said. Then I told. Every day she come late in home, After 3 weeks gone , alfred, give me promotion to administrative section nice job good salary , and he give me something to do in office without his presents ,we are soo happy ,in that evening ,marker our office account manger party me and jesmina invited,she wear nice long red skirt and use arabian perfume its smell more seducing, we reached there , aftersome time alfred come we small talk and he offer a drink and we drink that’s time jesmina come there. So, don’t question it, don’t even think of denying yourself. Just do me.” She said. Then she had a sudden thought—clearly it was all of a sudden.“Sam, can... ?” she started.“Can I get it up? Yes, and go to the pot by myself and everything. I’ve lost the use of my legs, but not of my bodily functions. I guess you could say I was real lucky,” I said. She seemed relieved.“Sam, I’m sorry. I didn’t think. I mean, well...”“No sweat,” I said.There was not the slightest chance that I was going to deny.