He saw her true beauty right there, those big blue eyes glittering as she looked him into the eyes, the smile which blinded him and filled him with wa...mth. "unless you rather stay up and talk that is" he added. "that sounds nice" she said, wiping off the last tear and letting the smile stay. "I want something to drink and a snack, how about getting something?" he asked, knowing the gas station having 24/7 service. "i still don't have money, but I will follow you there" she said. "but first, I. " But we do need to talk," said Paris."I know. It's just that I have no idea where to start."The blonde shifted back and forth on the bed. "Should we pretend that last night never happened? That would be the easiest way to deal with this I suppose." Is that what you want?" asked Rory, her heart beating rapidly in her chest."I don't know," admitted Paris. "Is that what YOU want?" No," replied Rory decisively. She looked at her friend defiantly, only to relax when she saw relief in the other. Aur thodi bend ho ja. Baaki kaam main kar lunga.Simran ne iss baat ka jawab kuch aise diyaSimran – “Oh god. Mujhe hamesha se yahi lagta tha tu meri ass hamesha checkout karta rehta hai. Aaj prove bhi ho gaya. Such a pervert you are.”Maine Simran ki yeh baat ignore kari. Mujhe ab mera yeh sapna sach hota dikh raha tha. Finally main Simran ki gaand dekhunga. Meri heartbeat kafi badh gayi thi iss waqt aur maine Simran ki baat ka koi reply nahi kiya.Buss intazaar tha to ab iss waqt ka jab woh apni. Talking about hard, yes, I got a hard-on many times per day when I watched her movements and those of her various body parts as she walked to the filing cabinets and got comfy at her desk.Barb had an exquisite taste for clothing and was a real make-up artist. Her skirts were short and tight, and she rarely wore pants, because she knew how sexy her legs were. It appeared that the boss liked to look at her tits because her blouses and sweaters always had ample cleavage and were probably a size.