‘I’m sorry to bother you but I was looking for Sharon Dilly.’ ‘This is she, how may I help you?’ ‘Well, actually I was looking for an old ...riend I haven’t seen in years. By any chance are you the former Sharon Buckley?’ I said very nervously. There was quite a pause and then the voice asked, ‘Who is this?’ ‘I’m sorry! My name is Jeff Warren and I was looking for a Sharon Buckley.’ ‘Oh my God! Jeffery! Is it really you?’ the voice replied. It was full of emotion. I knew I had tears in my eyes.. Par ab mai fir se ready ho gaya tha wo bed pe he leti hui thi mai uskay upar aa gaya aur usay smooch karne laga aur 1 haath se apna dick pakad ke uski choot pe rub karne laga wo thodi dari hui thi because usay mere lode ka size (7½ inch ) kuch zada lag raha thaFir maine apne lode ko uki choot pe place karke andar dhakka dena shuru kia pehle bohot mushkil aa rahi thi fir maine 1 jhatke me thoda sa hissa uske andar daal dia usi cheekh nikal gaiaaah fuck man bohot pain ho raha hai nikaal ise. Then she thought.“Maybe I did. We’re living together now.”“Fast? You should get yourself checked out for whiplash.”“No, Jerry,” she explained to him. “The real Mandy, and Mandy’s picture of Mandy, went from, ‘I used to have a steady named Jerry, but now I’m going to this dance stag,’ to moving in with Bret gradually, over stages, and over months. Your picture of Mandy went from, ‘There she is again; maybe we could start back up from where we were,’ to ‘She’s living with guy I never heard. There is a pained look on her face as she brings a hand to the back of one thigh and gently massages it “I think I’ve pulled a muscle or something in the back of my thigh,” she says, cringing.I look down at her crumpled body. She is resting on one hand while the other hand is on her left knee which is bent and drawn up causing her shortish light blue nylon nightdress to fall down along the thigh. The other leg is spread slightly wide, dragging the thin material with it, enough for me to see.