She just hit me and said you could have informed me .I said it’s ok leave it . I saw her first time from top to bottom she was dam cute on her tight...leggings and wearing a Modern kurthi short top had lose hair it was so nice while seeing herAs we where waiting for more than an 5mins for train we got into and we both sat near and started chatting she also going to get down at same stop which I’m going it’s Andheri .Finally we became good friends exchanged our numbers .i messaged her and got. What if we encounter a stronger force, whether locals or the Spaniards, while we are trekking through the jungle? Those men with pistols and muskets will use them anyway." I have thought of that as well my cautious friend," Pedro chuckled in reply. "I intend to start training our men with hunting bows like the ones Rashid and As-wad use and I will continue training them upon the Hawk while we journey south. Hopefully it will give our men some skill with the weapons and we will be able to leave. .we had great reserved seats because the guy at the end of the “friends of” list was in Chicago.The game was great...nothing in the world like National League hockey to satisfy a desire for blood, mayhem and vicarious violence. The shots on goal, the saves, bodies banging the boards, drinking cheap beer from an expensive cup, a classic Boston shaved steak sandwich with housemade cheese sauce and Beck’s favorite grilled chicken sandwich. Chicken cheesesteak, inferno fries, a steak and cheese hot. Again she stumbled but managed to stop herself from tripping. She balanced on her platforms as the door slammed behind her. Her head turned and eyes peered through the dangle of ringlets as he stripped off his undone shirt. Her brows lifted and she thought, damn he looked fucking amazing for near sixty, well maintained. His eyes made a quick scan of her room then stopped directly on her. He inquired, ‘Where’s your stash?’ Oh, he knew fetishists well, they always kept a stash of their kinks.