That way she will get to dance a lot and he would not have to worry because he trusted me. You're not really on a date, so you're a free agent tonight... What do you say, Rich." Bear, Janet doesn't care very much for me since I quit dating her friend Sue. In fact she told we to go to hell and do it quickly. I don't think I can be your wing man in this.There were a lot of things running thru my head. First of all, Janet was a tease of the greatest magnitude. She had maybe the best body at school. Mrs. Smith was a rather large woman I would guess she weighed about 250 and she had a very magnificent pair of tits 44DD, I knew because I peeked at the label on one of her bras that was hanging on the clothes line. When Mrs. Smith worked in her garden she wore shorts and a halter top that never quite fit correctly. I would watch her and just loved to see her big ass as she was kneeling down to pull weeds. I would steal glimpses of her massive tits when we sat for ice tea or lemonade. On. Wo dono hamare ghar ke pass hi rahti hai or mai unke ghar aata jata rahata hu ina or mai dono sath sath padhe, bachpan se hi sath rahe jiske karan hum dono ek dusre ke friend jese hai.Meri bua or unki beti done hi mujse frank hai bua ke ghar mai keval wo dono hi rahte hai jiske karan bua jayadtar raat mai keval bra and panty mai hi soty hai.Mai jab bhi unse milta to wo muje gale lagarka kis karti ye unka mujse milne ka tarki tha tab mai bhi moka parakr unke hips pe hath lagata or wo iska virodh. ”Thinking that now was as good a time as any, he cut a tomato in half and squeezed the seeds and juice into his spare metal cup, then set it on a shelf to wait for the whitish mold to form.“What about onions?” he said aloud, but as soon as he found the article, his countenance changed. “Bi-fucking-ennial again. You have to save the bulbs and replant them to form seeds the next year. Fuck it. I’ll study later,” he grumped, coming to his feet and going over to get his weapon belts. “Come on,.