Mene seeda use apna loura dikaya par woh naa maani phir mein kuch dino tak use dekhte huwe bih mene use baatein karna chor di aur ghar par bi kabi kab...r aa kar rehta tahSayad woh mujhe miss karne lagi tih ki ek baar meh ghar aaya toh usne mujse kaha ki kya meh naraaz ho gaya hu,aur mujhe apne ghar peh coffee peene bulayi.meh coffee piya par usse frankly baatein nahi ki aur nikal aaya dusre din jab mein room se bahar nikla toh dekha ki seela apni petticoat pehne kapre suka rahi hai mene use room. "Hi Debbie; it's nice to speak with you again."She almost dropped the phone. It was him; the filthy black thug. It was the same one who had sent her the note. He didn't wait for her to begin a volley of abuse, instead began to talk about her parents. He knew they were out, he knew all sorts of details about them. His manner was as calm and as menacing as ever. The note he explain wasn't an invitation it was an order."Let's not argue about choice honey, you haven't got any. Be at that address at. " A look of disappointment flooded Tamarilla's normally carefree face. Seeing this, the fisherman said, "Hey, you could ride over on my boat! It's not as pretty as a ferry and it smells like fish, but I can get you there."Tamarilla looked over at Alice. "What do you think, shall we?" The wooden woman was staring at her hands and nails, that Pablo has painted a lovely shade of pink. She nodded her agreement while turning her hand around to see how the paint shimmered when it was moved through. Hanna and Jenny soon returned and modelled their next selections. Jenny’s top was super low and turning sideways, he could see her young bud, rock hard. Her skirt was as short as her first one. Hanna’s top hung loose and leaning over close to him, he could see her two breasts. Her skirt was shorter about six inches below her ass cheeks.Lisa called them to her and whispered. Their eyes lit up and they hurried to change. Moments later they returned wearing only a see-through bra and sheer.