Meadow was in her mid twenties. With long stern eyebrows and a straight narrow nose Meadow was an auction house consultant. She had a love for old art...facts. Her cheekbones were narrow but high. She wore garnet red lipstick same shade as her nails. Her skin was a creamy white and commanded a dress suit.She knocked on her brothers room."Go away Me-me." a voice called from the otherside. "I'm not in the mood."She gave a sigh but threw her hands up.She walked back through the kitchen."Hey hun, I'm. I was watching at window. It was simply close but not hooked.Totaly to the end.yaahof my god u Raju u have gone. U cant read any more.No I will do better. But i want & cool my thirst. It is disturbing me. I was nothing to say. His hand was playing with my boobs. His tongue was licking my nipple. He sits & his hand slipped to my belly. Rub gently. But I made him talking the scene he show.Yeah Daddys was big more then 7inch. Black . U momi it was not great holding it. Your two hand was holding. Once in she closed the garage door. She lead me by the hand into the hand into the house. She was wearing a electric blue satin robe that went half way down her thighs. With the belt wrapped around her sexie frame. My fantasy was to one day have sex with Dale. Her sexie Irish accent was so inviting. We continued our friendship through the years but that was about to change. During the years Dale went from being a neighbor to my Irish rose. She was a sight to behold. But I never let her know how. Normally I rip into hecklers and eventually get them to shut up, but I didn’t know how important these guys were. I’ve heard horror stories of comedians overstepping very thin lines at corporate gigs and not getting paid because they “violated the contract.” So I tried my best to go on. But this one guy up front was the king of assholes. I got into this bit about the clothes I wear, and he tried to add to it and make fun of my clothes. He literally got out of his chair and poured beer on my.