I didnt remember her but when we all got together at the party and she was introduced to me, she said "Oh my God!!!!, I remember you when you were jus... a baby!!!!" and we embraced. Whoa!!!! I was respectful and simply said "hello", but on the inside, was like "Holy Shit!!!! look at those hips and that little ass waist!!!!" She was about 5' 4" I guess 175lbs too but 80% of it was hips and ass. Her name was Lucille and she had a very fair complexion with light brown eyes, short reddish brown. Mai apni bike lekar market nikal gaya ,kamla ka liya hua naap meinay ke paper par likh liya tha,naap se malum chala ke kamla ke kamar aur gaand kafi moti hai wasay bhi mujhe kalma ke size ke baray me chuadi ke waqt he andaza ho gaya tha(job par bhi uniform kamla ko bhut tight hoti thi) jab me market pauch to ek jeans ke dukaan par gaya waha par kamla ke size ke jeans nahi thi,mainay kaie aur dukan dekh ek dukan wala bola ke sir itnay motay log le liya jeans milna muskil hai aap kapda le kar. I lifted a little more and black lacey material came in to view. Well I had gone this far, I might as well see that her bra looks like. No harm in that. I lifted her shirt up further and got a better look a her bra. The material was sort of see through and I could see her nipples through the bra. Wow, she had really nice breasts. In the middle of the bra was a front opening clasp. Oh, just a little look wont hurt. I just wasn't to see what they look like free I told myself. My hands were. ' We don't have the human resources to mount a large army, that's obvious. But, we can fight some large campaigns if they are of the right type. This sort of battle is not a problem, because we have much better training and equipment. If the Militarists had spent the right amount of effort in training and equipment, we could never compete with them. I do agree that we are more emotionally inclined to be a police force than an army. I'll seriously look into the problem and get back to you.".