" No" I frowned. "No way I'm ready to do that. I mean all of this..." I waved my hand at my room. "It's just ... just ... fun. Right?" It's whatever y...u want to make of it. You ARE in control of your own life you know." Odd. It doesn't feel that way here. I mean it seems things are snow balling and out of control. Like last night." I snapped my fingers. "a simple dinner lead to ... to ... an orgy." That, my girl, was hardly an orgy. More like a little show. And you were the star!" How did it. I sit and watch the children play and wish there were a way to be them. But mostly, I sit and wish. Wish that things were different, wishing I had the answer, wishing at another chance for happiness. My life has become... well, predictable, and boring. I don't seem to find that fire, that spark, the breath of life that drives us. I just move from day to day in the same path, a rut that leads to the end of my life. Day after day, I find myself in this park, as if it somehow holds the answers.. "Well, that certainly hits the spot. I think there is a possibility I may live in spite of all your best efforts!" I proclaimed. After helping myself to a heaping plate of eggs and sausage, and rapidly devouring half of it, I turned to Richard and said, "We really must get down to work today. The clock is ticking on us getting this company up and running." Well, for a start I've arranged a meeting with Sir Andrew of Smyth, Beatty, and Cline, to discuss the availability of suitable property at. ” din be din maal hoti jar hi hai tu manvi” who bus mujhe dek kr muskurati rhi aur apne dono hath apne legs ke bich krke..legs band kr liye. Fir apne nichle hoth ko dant se dabate hue mujhe dekne lagi. Me uski harkat dek kr kaha “lgta hai tere bf se teri aag bujhi nhi” who ye sunke sidhe beht gyi..aur mere thighs pe ek thappr mari. Usne pehli baar mere thighs ko chuwa hoga. Aur thapr marke apni hath meri upper thighs pe rak ke boli “aag bujhi nhi..ye kaisi line hai. Me koi sex maniac lgti hu.