Susie couldn’t wait until Saturday, it would be her night of fun, with a new date, in a new place, in this relatively new city. On Saturday, she pri...ed herself in her appearance and wore the sexiest and shortest dress that she could find, she dressed plainly but casually. She had planned to walk into the pub in her short dress, only barely covering her plain smooth legs topped off with a white pair of shoes. She looked almost angelic, though that description would be the last thing that Susie. Hai kya maza aa raha tha Rupa bhee uttezna se apne pair se pair ragad rahee thee… Mera lund tan ke lohe kee rod ban chuka tha…. Maine dhoti pehani hui thee aur upar se mera bhi gatheela badan nanga tha…Manin ek haath se uskee chuchian sahala raha tha aur ek se unahain suck kar rha tha.. Hai… kya kayamat ka scene tha… meri behan ke dono mast chuchian mere aath lagne se unkee ghundiayan tan gayi thee jo ye sabit kar rahi thee keeRupa bhee under se chudasi ho rahi thee… lekin wo Naari lazza ke. I knew that if I asked for another show, or if I tried to advance her along, I stood a good chance of her pulling back. I'm not sure when, but somehow I had developed an innate sense of how far I could push her.So I left well enough alone. In my journal entries I flattered the hell out of her. I figured she was probably regretting her boldness, and I needed to repaint her memory of the event with what I wanted her to remember. Say something enough times, and it will eventually become the truth.. I'm forty-one." Damn, there goes my self-esteem. I had you pegged at thirty-five, max."Maureen was not immune against flattery, and soon the two women were engaged in a lively conversation. Miranda Saunders was an attorney too, working at the Treasury. She was visiting her parents in Monterey over the holidays. She was guarded about her marital status and Maureen did not press. She hinted at her own orientation but did not flaunt it overly.She picked up good vibes from Miranda who obviously was.