.. who else?" Yes, sir. I do. Brooklyn wins the first two ... New York three in a row and Brooklyn the sixth game." The Yankees score 9 ... Brooklyn n...thing." No sir. I don't have that in my mind." I've kept a log of my dreams ... my dad is a lawyer. He's notarized each prediction before the fact." No sir ... he won't bet." I'll wire you a thousand dollars ... you bet it on the series ... I'll split the winnings." Wanna bet the Rose Bowl?"I started laughing... "I'll get my dad."I left the room. I am Vijay as most of them knew a Chennai boy at present in Nepal. Aged 34. First of all thank you for the feedback for my previous three stories i have narrated which actually is a real life incidence. Today I am going to narrate the third episode between myself and Anamika. These episodes are not the continuation of the previous ones but i have divided my encounters in different parts and different incidences. To know about me and my previous experiences, please read the below incidencesAs I. I guess your subconscious mind had other plans for them while you were dreaming.” Penelope said with a sultry tone. “Kate, darling, why don’t we put this little questionnaire of yours on hold and have a little fun.” The outfit suddenly dispersed and the different articles of clothing floated to different parts of the room except for her black lace panties. The panties flew toward Kate’s face, bumping her nose with its crotch.“Woah… hey… how did you…” Kate stammered while her panties rubbed its. Itne mein usne mujhe aankh mari aur ungli se apne paas bulane ka ishara ki. Maine apna glass neeche rakha aur uske paas gaya. Muskurati hui mere ek hath ko apne kamar par rakhi aur doosra uske kandhe par. Fir hum dheere dheere gaane ke sath hilne lage.Uske kamar par hath rakhte hi main pakka ho gaya ki usne sachme us gown ke andar kuch nahi pehni thi. Fir hum ek dusre ke ankho mein ankhe daal yoon hi halke se hilte rahe. Mano jiss tarah se main uske ankho mein kho gaya tha woh bhi meri ankho.