I was going everywhere onthem. I just love being girly on the bus train coach or tram its realfun.I had a lovely lunch in a small caf? near the hotel ...hen I got backchanged into my little black dress. I wore a jacket with it, as it wascold. I got the tram over to the pub another, great night but I was notdrinking.I was invited to a local restaurant with a couple of TS', Carol andSusan, and guess what both were Brits, we are every where my dears. Thefood was great, Indian, just up from the pub.. Now even for a top rated friend, Froggy has ... limitations. Lack of couth for example. Now do I expect everyone to be as smooth as Trish and me? Of course not; it would be a lonely world vis a vis Birdie Brewster.One tends to overlook the shortcomings of one’s friends. And I’m a damned fine overseer. For instance, Froggy, that blister, considers himself quite the jokester. And I’m frequently the butt.Back before Trish McGovern put the quietus on dating other girls, I sometimes invited a new. Kya chuche the dosto. 36 size ke mote mote main dekhte hi unko pagal ho gya aur unpar toot pada.Usko chucho ko choste choste mai apna hath uske idhr udhr fer rha tha aur vo mera lund pakd le hilapayjame k eupar se hila rhi thi. Mera lund pura tana hua tha aur uski choot mai ghusne ko ek dum tyaar tha. Maine usko kaha ki ab time a gya hai aur usne mera pyjama utar diya aur chaddi bhi ek hi sath utar di.Maine usko chusne ke liye bolalekin vo mana krne lagi kyuki usne aaj tak aisa kabhi kiya nahi. " I smiled again and told him to follow me. I could feel his eyes on me as we headed up the stairs to the second floor. Was he merely following and I only hoped he was checking me out or were his eyes on my rear? There was no way to know without turning to face him, so I kept walking (adding a little extra hip wiggle to my steps, just in case).He opened the door for me, "After you, my dear." As I brushed past him I got the faint whiff of aftershave and soap, but also an indefinable scent.