You alright?" Yeah, I guess. God." So?" Huh?" So, Ellen, does it?" Give me a buzz?" Uh huh." Ahhh ... are you with the laundry police?" What the hell ...o they do?" Catch women getting off on the equipment, probably." No. No police." Yes, then. Yes, I was getting a buzz. Alright?" Very alright." Oh. Sorry, Alan. How can I tell what to say?" I don't think there are rules. I'm sorry I interrupted." It's okay." Or at least that I wasn't a little later." Oh, I wouldn't have been much ... Oh, shit.". "It was a sound suggestion. On the way to work I thought about how to implement it. I was very clear that I wanted to sort out the women I had got so far before I thought about capturing any more. It was a crying shame, though. I could see at least two highly fuckable young women in my carriage, but with great restraint I hung around the men and ugly women and got to work safely.Once in my office I actually managed to get some work done before, as I had expected, there was a knock at the. Herd said.She clicked the mouse and a different picture appeared. This was of the cheerleader with the twisted ugly expression on her face. Mrs. Herd frowned while studying the picture.“Why did you take this one?”“I liked the contrast between her expression and her attractive body,” Danny answered.“It is a rather shocking picture,” Mrs. Herd said.“Do you like it?”“Not really. You made a lovely girl look ugly.”“Oscar Wilde said, ‘No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will. Mera to bura haal ho raha tha, ek nasha sa honey laga tha us ke badan ki kusbu ka.Tabhi mere hath apeny aap us ki skirt ke under chaala gaya( sayaed me masti me sab kuch bool gaya tha) aur meny us me chut pe haath ragar diya. Aur phir dhere dhere shelenay laga. Us ney mujhe goor ke dekha aur ek tapar mere gaal pe mara. Per mera haath jayse us ki chut ki under chala gaya tha. Usney mujhe ek aur thapar mara aur phir mujhe chumney lagi. Us ne mere neck me jayse hi chuma meney dusrey haath se us se.