One day i decided to ask her out and she agreed that night we went to insomnia(dscotheque)she was looking awesome she wore a black tube top and a low ...aist jean , we danced for some time but after some time she got tired so we decided to go to her place and have dinner as she was staying alone in a rented flat ,we picked up food from a restaurant went tp her place .After diner she asked me to sleep there that night as she was bored to be alone i agreed .I have a habit of sleeping topless or. Wow, that was a lesson for a young lad. At Charlie’s house we would go in the basement with a few of his dad’s playboy and penthouse magazines and look at the beautiful woman and read the stories. We would also go outside and peer through the windows at his sister and her boyfriend. She was 17 or 18 years old. At my house we were also in the basement. My favorite thing to do was to get naked. I’ve always loved being naked and used to get up at night and walk around the house naked and even go. Every visit he would call us by someone in his history's name. Sometimes it was funny as he often mistook Linda for his deceased wife Betty or some old girlfriend. I would giggle when he would do this and grab Linda's ass, or her boobs or make some lewd suggestion. Today was one of those days. He thought Linda was Betty. When Linda reminded him today was his birthday he smiled big and asked, "When do I get my usual birthday suck, Betty?" Linda blushed as red as can be, and I stepped forward and. Not one that revelled in excesses of godlessness.Hannah was clearly not enjoying the Country songs as much as Albert. But she was too polite to complain, and fixed her gaze through the dusty window at the plains beyond, steadily chewing her gum."So, why have you come to Africa? And by yourself?" he asked after long last."Writer's Block!" She replied. "That was the reason." 'Writer's Block'?" wondered Albert, unsure whether this was some illness peculiar to California."Yes. About a year and a.