" While at the camera shop I saw what the officious man had written in dark blue ink. It said "Costa Concordia."Would anyone in the passport section c...mpare the water ruined photo in the passport with the new pictures? Would the Italian police or some US security type be waiting for me when I returned to pick up the passport? That worried me a bit, but at this point I was pretty much committed – in for a penny and all that. Of course I could still choose to not return and simply go to Rome and. . Her hair was medium length dark and scrunched back in a pony tail. Where it began First was bath time… I was more than old enough to take baths on my own now, but Sonya insisted on coming in to help wash my back…whilst in the bath she ran her hands all over my small little ass and spent a lot of time washing my penis she only used soap once, but kept rubbing me and massaging me over and over… Even at 8 my penis liked it and got hard… At 8 I was obviously very small…. But big for my age… I was. 15 min se mein unke ghar gaya toh unke dono bacche , husband aur bhabhi thi ghar mein . Fir mene computer check kiya toh wo format hona tha mene bola bhabhi mein isko format kr jaunga ek din thoda time lagta hain usme toh unhone kaha theek hai abhi tum kr dena.Mujhe pata tha bhabhi kr ghar mein morning ke baad jab koi nhi rehta tha tab hi krunga format toh mein unke pass chala gaya mene bell bajayi toh unhone gate khola maja aa gaya bhai log bhabhi bilkul naha kr hi nikli thi mann kr raha tha. Sitting on the floor because there were only four chairs in the small apartment, Sheila returned to the subject of men. She suggested they were all jerks and slobs and not good for much. I was again thinking that maybe I ought to be going after I finished my beer and offered her my chair. I sat on the “coffee table” that was actually a big trunk in the middle of the room. The conversation went to some soap opera I did not watch and how much they hated one guy in the show. Dishwasher blond Jane.