Mai mera muh paas leke unke muh se santre ko chusna chalu kia. Hamm dono aab ek hi slice ko chuste chuste aab ek dusre ke lipss chusne lagg gaye aab h...mane pasionate kiss karna chalu kia mai unki peeth ko sahalate sahlate bhari huyi gadarayi gnd ko sahalate dabane lagaa aaur aaab ham ek dusre ki jeebh se jeebh ladate chustee huye kiss ko lamba karne lag gaye beeech beech mai vo santre ki slice khatam hote hi dusri slice muh mai dal letii ab hama santre ki slice aur ham dono ki raseeli saliva ko. " He picked up another picture from the mantle. "Samantha told me that she's only 13. I wonder if she's interested in boys yet? I wonder if she'll succumb to the attention of a handsome 17 year old? Or will I pick a time when she's walking home from ballet and just have my way with her. She looks so sweet in her pink leotard and tights. And such a cute little nickname too; Tabby right?" She's my baby," I groaned. "Don't you dare touch her."He moved up next to me as I lifted the phone to my ear. Let it fill your mind, and erase everything else. There's only you and me here. In a minute, there's only going to be you on the stage, and the music is going to carry you away."You're just going to dance, that's all. Dance like you never have before. Dance for yourself, like no one can see you. Work your way into the rhythm, then imagine me watching you, and wanting you. You want me to teach you, you want to know what your body can do. But you need to show me your body, so you'll start to. Brena pointed out the lighting to Andrew as they looked around. Not a single oil lamp or candle was to be seen. Every lamp was powered by a glowing stone ball. Each was two inches across and they made eyes water if you stared at them too long. “I wonder if Minda made these Andrew?” said Brena.We could ask, but I think rooms and dinner come first. He approached the desk that was being held by a man in his late forty’s. His once dark hair was shot with grey and he looked tired of the world in.