Uske ankhon se paani nikal gayee thi… Kareebe 20 min bad mere dhakke slow huye aur maine uske ankhon se aansu saaf kiay.Me: mujhe maaf kar do.. Main...kay kar taa ??? Mujhse control hi nahi ho raha tha…Madhu : koi baat nahi … Galati meri hai mujhe tumhain viagra nahi khila na chahiye tha…Sorry…Tune bola ki u r tired so main upset hogaye aur yeh galati kar baithi.Kay aur maan kar raha hai????Me:hmmm ….Aee…Suno…Madhu:kay…???Me: mujhe aaj kuch naya kar na hai (maine usko chood te hue bola)Madhu: kya. Georgia unpacked her suitcases, then undressed and tossed her clothes into the pile of laundry. Naked, she sorted the wash from the dry cleaning, then headed into her bath. She showered quickly, dried off, and slipped into a long satin robe. She went downstairs for a nice glass of wine. It was time to decompress and relax. Some wine, some television, and bedtime were just the ticket for the rest of the day and for the entire weekend.Georgia came to with a start. She looked around wildly for a. She was ?Daddy?s Little Girl? and whatever she asked for, she got. For sixteen years, she was a princess who could do no wrong. However, as she inched closer and closer to her eighteenth birthday, she became a wild child.Her change in behavior was not a sudden one, like some of today?s Pop Divas. It was gradual, but noticeable to all, including her father. At first, he merely paid to have her antics swept under the rug. First, it was a fight at school with a girl who lived in the ghetto.. Just over in Spring.”Fuck!I knew soon they’d be looking at me. Tomorrow I’d get the questions.Did y’all know her? Have you met her? Is she hot?That last one would be asked by Tory. He was a major horn dog.My wife Katie taught eighth grade English at a middle school in Spring, a suburb of Houston. I knew that my wife likely knew or knew of the teacher in trouble. Hell Katie knew teachers all over the city and all the way down in Galveston.“Damn,” said Pam. “That’s the third one in Spring ISD.