Nothing. Only the wind and rain.Then, when the stillness seemed never to end, there came a call. A sparrow's voice warned that a messenger was approac...ing.Startled but very much interested, the prince made the appropriate acknowledgement.With little more than a soft rustling, inaudible from the ground, the boy came; a soft swing from one limb and a gentle leap from another landed his feet surely and lightly on the small branch just below the fork where Iordan sat. With excited eyes, he. I guess she'd be waiting for me and not happy. The message from Carol said that Sharon had called home with her plight and she decided to get Sharon. I wondered how that would work out.I arrived home to find them sitting on the couch, much like Carol and Mom used to sit. They had been drinking colas and were still talking when I came in. Carol said, "Well, no more girl talk. I need to talk to Derrick. Then, we'll make dinner."Carol led me to our bedroom and closed the door, saying, "Get. Mumbai . kolhapur . satara .sangli meet me in my mail inbox… So mainly story pe aata hu.. ye story mere or mere mami ke bich ki he jo ki dikne me ekdam pataka he. mami ke society ke subhi log uspar latoo he. mere mami ka nam manisha he (name changed) meri mami ki age 34 he . Aur figure to pucho mat . Boobs and gand dono bade he.To bat 5 sal purani he jab me doctored ke padai ke liye puna chala aaya tha . to pahle to me dostonke sath flat me rahta tha . or saturday sunday mama ke yaha jata tha. Mein peeth per iodex malta jar raha tha aur mein uteyjit hota jar raha tha. Aagey mein aunty ka name leker mein story likha raha hun.. Unka name shivani tha. Mein unhey sinny bolta tha. Sinny key gore gorey peeth ko dekh ker mast hoat jar ha tha..mein man he man kalpna (imagine) kar raha tha ki kab sinny ki payari si boor key darshan ho. Wo boor jo sinny key jangho key beech mey kaid hai.Boor mey kitni khusboo hogi boor per bal bhi hohngey, boor per dhirey dhirey haath pherunga, uski gori.