Keeps me from charging down the streets in open revolt.So you wonder now, good lord, you live in a one bedroom dump, with just the one room that has a...door that closes. Why does the kid sleep in there? Why do you and the lovely have the bed set up in the dining nook?Isn't it obvious? Mornings too rushed, evenings too exhausted, if you catch my drift. Sex is like payday: comes once a week if you're lucky, every other if you've got the wrong boss. Sure, there's that flush hour of exchange, greedy. ”I fought off the urge to ladle spoilsport cautionary advice upon her, but smiled and helped her enjoy the prospect. “Terrific.”“I can get something to wear,” she prattled uncharacteristically over dinner, “now I know about the charity shops. I’ve got a few pounds saved up. I wonder what I should get. What do you think?”“You can’t go wrong with jeans.”“Jeans?” she was disappointed.“Well I don’t know,” I backed down, before I could add what had flitted into my mind: about a chain and padlock for. Wo ajeeb sa muh bana ke land chusne lagi. Fir use bhi maja aane laga wo lollypop ki tarha land choosne lagi. Muje bhi boht maja aa rha tha mai uske dudh daba rha tha aur masal rha tha. Fir maine zabardasti uski kameez utaar di. Wo white bra me sexy lag rhi thi wo thoda dari hui thi. 15 minute ki chusaai ke baad mere land ne pani chod dia uske muh me usne pura ras pee lia.Fir maine ankita ko kiss karna chalu kia aur ekdam se uski salwaar ka leash khol dia aur zabardasti uski salwaar utaar di. Wo. Without coin, she isn’t able to afford to stay in an Inn. Thus Ki Jung is relegated to the slums and once again sleeping under the stars. Luck remains on her side. The weather continues to be comfortable for sleeping outdoors.In an open space next to the outer wall, Ki Jung makes herself comfortable. Pulling her parka over herself like a blanket, she is about to fall asleep when someone kicks her foot, hard.“That’s my space your in! Get up! Either pay the fee for it or move on.”Ki Jung is.