“You’re such a goof, Ben.” The couple walked up to the door and handed the doorman their tickets. He looked them over then said, “I’m guessi...g neither of you have ever been here before.” “You’d guess right,” said Ben. Lacy rolled her eyes. “I won the tickets and I asked my buddy Ben to come with me.” “Oh, so you’re not a couple?” asked the doorman, sounding rather intrigued. “No,” replied Ben. “Lacy is just a really good friend of mine.” “Well welcome then. You two have a reserved seat. ..”Tracy’s loud and confident, “Yes please!” tells us everything we need to know about how keen she is.We cut to shot of our guest standing in the back-room of the pub – stroking her long hair around to one side of her head as she watches a couple our crew are struggling to carry a pool table to the side to make enough room for us to film. Someone asks, “Can’t we just pop her up onto the table...”, but another man’s voice advises that “It’ll ruin the table...” and they continue to shuffle it to. "With that she dropped down to the ground, becoming utterly fascinated by the swaying reeds as he was left with naught but her back to regard.This was not how it was supposed to be. She was the one who's emotions were constantly masked. She was the inhuman one, not him.By the time he was done telling her that, in not quite succinct sentences, he was reasonably sure that her expression would betray hostile intent towards him. Though as he moved to stand besides her kneeling form, suddenly the. Kevin again. I hope you all liked both part of my real incident story. Here I’m back with Part 3 of the story. Kishor uncle Geeta aunty ke upar lete huye the aur mein ab room ki or jaane laga. Tabhi maine dekha ki Kishor uncle ki wife khet ki taraf aa rahi thi.Unki wife itni sundar to nahi thi lekin figure achcha maintain kiya tha. Unki wife ka naam Rekha hai. Woh gaav mein hi rahte hai boobs bhi kadak aur gaand bhi bhari hui hai unki black beuty lagti hai bilkul. Tabhi mere dimaag mein doosra.