“Then you have nothing to worry about”, he smirked. “Prove it then, when she comes back you go into the water and just see what happens.““Fi...e.” Steamed at his arrogance I decided that I really just wanted to get away from him and end the conversation. A few minutes later Lilly came back onto the beach and I was legitimately feeling like I needed to cool off in the ocean. Lilly laid down on our blanket, “Okay, my turn for the water”, I said heading into the waves.From the moment I was out of. To bo bole thick hai . Main samaz gaya tha ke bhabi ne mere baat ka bura nahi mana tha . Ab main bhabi ko patane main lag gaya . Mani bola bhabi aap es dress main bhaut khoobsurat lag rahe ho , to bhabi ne muze thanks kaha . Ab main baat ko aage badana chaahta tha , maine kaha bhabi aap suite ke under sameez ko nahi dalte ho , to bo bole ke aaj kal garmi hai . Maine kaha aese to aap ka sb kuch dekhaee dega . Phir maine bhabi se poocha ke aap kaha jaa rahe ho to bhabi ne kaha ke dharmshala jana. Last, among the women, not only in this story, but in real life as well, was Sally Winston, age twenty-three. Sally was, in a word, plain. She had always been plain, and would probably always be plain. Her nose looked a little off center, or maybe her eyes were too close set. Her hair was thin and a mousy brown color. She couldn't afford the special soaps that might have made it shine more, and it hung limp to her shoulder blades because she didn't know how to style it. Her father was a mill. I live near one auch slum, although my dad prefers lower middle class tag. he says we once had 5 bighas of land somewhere, but I've only seen oil grease and smoke all my life. we work in the petroleum industry you see. even my sister is oily, although she's usually at home taking care of my 5 brothers.with our income and environs, women are hard to come by, and the last piece off as we saw was a year back, when some high school girls had come to ask if we had running water. as my dad put on a.