Mostly it was routine: a letter from my tax guy about IRS questions about my expenses, a bonus check for a good result in Santiago, Chile, and several...letters from my investment broker. I took out the envelope and slid my finger under the edge to open it up. There was something from our lawyers and a letter from Candy. I figured I’d better read the letter first to see what it was all about. Dear Charlie, I’m sure this is no surprise to you, as we almost never see each other. I wasn’t looking. Just as she had resigned herself to a ten minute journey in this strenuous position the man sitting directly in front of her stood up like a gentleman and offered his seat to her. This was a very unusual occurence and she blushed lightly as she accepted the offer. As she made herself comfortable she thanked the man wthout expecting anything other than an acknowledgement. However she could not help but notice his eyes staring directly into hers as he spoke.¨Please. It is both an honour and a. .Chut to ab…..Aaaahh…Aaaaa..Yaaaaa.Oooooreeee….Main ab jor jor se shot marne lga.Thodi der mein wo jhad gai.Main bhi uske baad jhad gya.Sara maal uski chut main chala gya.Usne kapde se chut saaf ki aur lund saaf kiya..Hum dono bed pr let gaye.Bister kafi mulayam tha.Ham thak chuke the.Wo mere balo ko sahla rahi thi.Main uske boob pr hath fer raha tha.Wo khushi se pagal ho rahi thi…Sangeeta bhi aa gai…Hum dono nange hi the.Main khada tha.Sangeeta aai to maine usko pakad liya…Raj-chalo. “Lovers, this is my father, Richard Wells, and my Mother, Lily Wells.” I nodded my head toward them, but Annette headed straight over to greet them.“Mr. and Mrs. Wells! It’s so nice to meet you,” she said. She approached Mrs. Wells first and extended a hand that was gracefully accepted. Then she turned to Mr. Wells. “You must be incredibly proud of Mavis,” she said, extending her hand to the man. “Her photography is just stunning. Morgan tells me that she is confident of placing several images.