‘I’m not that much older than you, am I?’ She tilted her head to one side, her sexy blue eyes level with his and liquidly pouring into them. �...�Am I …?’ ‘I-I don’t know how old you are, Ann, but I’m eighteen,’ he lied. ‘And I’ll be thirteen in December,’ she quipped, drawing the towel closer around her and then winding the ends into a tight rope over her breasts rising and falling, even as she felt it inching slowly down. Instead, she pulled out a chair and put the Xerox copies on the end . Meri choti bahan jayoti hamare ghar aayi huyi thi jo 2 mahine ke liye rukne wali thi kayonki mere jija ji bhopal me job karte hai or 3 ya 4 mahine ke baad kuch dino ke liye aate the jis karan meri bahan jayadatar hamare pass hi rahti thi.Meri bahan ki age 26 or hight 5″ hai or vo dekhne me jayada sunder nahi hai or uska sharir bhi dubla patla hai. Meri maa ne shadi se pahle unhe mota hone ki dawai bhi di thi par koi farak nahi pada. Is bar january me kaafi tha thand thi jis karan meri bahan ke. ”“No shit,” I laughed and Bud grinned, having asked the same question earlier. “Got to take that recipe home with us.”“That’s not happening,” she said, still smiling, “unless you buy the cay.”“Is it for sale?” I asked, more surprised than curious.“Ya. A cool 24 million American and it’s yours,” she said as she pushed the rolling stove away.“We seen Doc lately?” I asked Bud, who had sat back with a full belly. “For that matter, I’ve haven’t seen Chuck or Darren since I banged my head.”“To be. The secret weapon. For a moment, I actually thought to keep going, to see if it was really true. Messy, though. I stopped."Wha ... what was that for?" Lori whined. The glow on her face told me she had enjoyed it, even if she did almost..."For being stupid ... and silly ... and ridiculous ... and such a dumb little kid," I said severely.Her eyes widened. 'Dumb little kid?' I heard her mind screech."Dumb little kid?" she shrieked again as she punched me in the stomach, supposedly playfully. Maybe.