If you’d just been in the middle of a fuck when I arrived, I think you’d have been laughing, not edging me out.”I was really wrong-footed. My da..., Roger, was killed in a road traffic accident when I was 11. We called our son after him. But he and my mum, and watersports? My dad, pissing on my mum? Why do I need to know? And now she’s crying?“I’m happy to get that taxi now, if you like. Or I can tell you a story and honour the promise.” Andy was the first to react. “Seems to me you might as well. As the rain didn't let up for sometimeAndrea took off her jacket. The men were shocked to see such a bigstar standing there in her tightly fitting jeans and figure-huggingsweater. They were also surprised to see that she looked so beautifulthis late at night, being that she was half asleep. Her hair and facelooked immaculate. They started some small talk; about her musiccareer, the tour, and her life at home. They found a cowboy hat on ashelf that Andrea gladly autographed for the guys as well.. I turned to Bobby and asked, “When did you do this?”“Dad and I just finished restoring it last year. What do you think?”“It’s beautiful, gorgeous. Can I touch it?”“Of course, you can.“Can I ride it?”“Sure, why not? It runs great. After all, it is your bike.”I rolled the Indian out of the barn, and Bobby came out right behind me on his Kawasaki dirt bike. I climbed onto the Indian and started it up, and it felt so familiar to me. Like it really was my bike again. I put on my helmet and took off.. The story which i am going to share is my true story which happens to me almost seven years back. I just go to a new school in class eleventh and was very scared ki kahi meri ragging na ho.I was admitted to section b. I enter the school and looking for my room, i saw a beautiful married lady in yellow saree and sleeveless blouse.. I was shocked .she was damm hot.her figure i guess was 35-27-32. I go to her and asked for the eleventh b section. She told me to go to the first right room on the.