I still didn't know what to think about my bet with Steve. I had agreed to two minutes of anything. If he had a lot of experience like Sandy said, "an...thing" could include ... well, anything.Sandy let me sit and stew for a minute before she reached over and gently touched my hand."Liz, he's a great guy. Give him a chance. At least talk to him at tomorrow's game before you run away from him."I nodded. She was right. I couldn't wait for Detroit to lose. I need to know more now.But then Detroit. Fir uske bataye hue address par main pahuch gaya, ek 2 BHK flat thaa wo, jaise maine door bell bajayi 1 min me usne darwaja khola aur jaise hi maine usko dekha, omg itni khubsuarat thii wo, age about 33 years slim figure aur gaand badi thi uski and boobs 32 honge. Fir usne under baithya mujhe aur paani laakar diya.Fir wo chai banane under gayi aur 2 cup chai lekar aayi, fir hum dono sofa me baith kar baat karne lage usne mere baare pucha, aur apne baare me bhi kuch kuch bataya, fir usne mera. The ID showed it was Gwen calling!“Mom! I can’t reach Steve! Our ship is under attack, probably by pirates. Is he there?” blurted Gwen as soon as her mother answered the call.“Steve’s preparing to board your ship right now,” responded Paula as calmly as she could. “He, your father, and the other men are on helicopters not far from your ship. We’re watching it on TV. Just stay hidden and wait for the men to reach you.”“Steve’s here? With Dad? Thank God!” replied Gwen. “We’ll keep the door locked. The driver shook his head, then said, ‘Okay’z, but it’s a bit of a diztense.’ ‘We’re good for it,’ Starr replied. ‘You’ll get yours’.’ The cab began moving, taking them from the lights of the hotel and into the dimmed streetlights of Los Angeles. Starr turned, arms around his neck, kissing Julian from moment to moment, licking his lips, peppering his face with a series of affectionate, soft, endearing kisses, feeling his hands on her body, holding her close. His lips returned every kiss, his.