It took about ten minutes to determine that she was a hooker in San Francisco and got knocked up when I was at the G-8 Summit in France.I shrugged. �...No idea. Probably. It’s obviously happened before. What do you think we should do about it?”“First, tell me about the girl you dated. Were you serious about each other?” he asked.I nodded. “This was all before I met Marilyn, of course. We met in college. This was high school. Anyway, yes, we were pretty serious. Let me think, we met near the start. I slid into the passenger seat next to Fiona and daz jumped in the back, sitting in the middle leaning through. Before we pulled away I reached out my hand in full view of daz and stroked fionas left breast over her tight red vest. She flinched a little and pulled away.“Hey hey Fiona, don’t be shy I’ve told daz all about our little secret he knows what a slut you are and fancies a piece for himself……….you don’t mind do you?”I asked, still stroking her left tit but spending a bit more time. And with what Nell, the farmer and he would produce as excrements. So that what they had eaten would be cradled-to-cradle, when it was fed to the farmer's wife. Sustainable farming ... But a pig should not have hair on its head. So Harry had a nice chore for the farmer. He was ordered to shave his wife's head, her pubic hair and her armpits. He would have to use his own razor and Harry would see to it that the farmer's wife would not obstruct his process by kicking or beating her husband. That. It was a real story which took place very recently [2 months back] which happen with my friend pooja who was my close friend from my schooling !Well she was a Active type of girl with good vital stats some thing like 36-28-36, fair , 5feet 4 inch .We are so close that we used to watch second shows, often go to pub, drink together etc etc ., Never we had a word of sex or that type in our conversation.but do watch adult movies like American pie, Girl next door .. Now the actual story begins Once.