Thi humary door amany samany hain tub mai apni roteen mai us ko dekhny laga kafi dair yuhi dekhta raha or who bi kabhi kabhi muj ko dekhti thi phir ka...i dair bhad us ny muj sy kaha k koi faida nhy mai jald wapis chali jaow ki to mery jism mai jan parh gayi tub mai utha or door dpen kar k un k door k pass ja k us ko kaha k koi baat nhy zindagi honi chahiye insan kahin na kahin mil hi jata hai phir kafi dair idhar udar ki batain ki tub muj ko awaz ayi k aunti or mom aa rahi hain to mai apny ghar. I had some really good ideas of what I wanted to capture so it was just a matter of setting everything up and getting my models prepared to put in a full day.Saturday turned out to be quite warm and breezy so we could do some of the tamer shots outside. In the back of my mind was a thought that I would like to experiment with a few Lady Godiva-type shots which, due to the horse, would have to be done outside. Whoever I used for those shots would be dressed in a heavy terry-cloth robe to. I could feel her trying to enter me with her fingers, so I let go of her a little to give her room to breathe and get them even further in. She pushed, with two fingers outstretched, far up my pussy, not quite sure how to do it, but determined to give me satisfaction. Her fingers were quite short and she seemed surprised at how wide I was, as she looked up at me somewhat clueless. I pressed my fingers tightly together and showed her, and she seemed to get the message, because a moment later I. Each incoming student was given a one-time ten-digit code to enter their room where they would find a letter containingtheir schedules and identification cards. Then, twenty-four hours afterthe code was used for the first time it would become redundant. This wasostensibly to prevent break ins and keep the students safe, however, Ifound it more likely that it was to stop students from sharing codes sothat they could have overnight visitors.I sat on the bed of room 823, my new home, reflecting on.