Robin didn't know how she would last two weeks until the next night of surprise night at the club. What if her father didn't go back to the club, or w...at if he didn't partake in the surprise night festivities opting for a one on one with some woman or the group sex? She was a nervous wreck for the next two weeks until the night had finally come again.She had got to the club early not wanting to miss him if he showed up, nor did she want to take a chance on some other woman picking him. She saw. That big turkey Chadwick hit a ball so far into right field that my stomach came up to my throat -- but it was foul by inches. Or, at least, the first base umpire saw it foul. That was good enough for me, but Oakland's first base coach threw a real hissy-fit about it, almost attacking the umpire.Such arguments are colorful but they seldom change anything.Chadwick fouled off two more somewhat-less-prodigious clouts before the count reached 3-2. Now I was fuming, because two of those pitches. Robin pushed into her room and hugged her neck. “Morning sleepy head.” Robin said. “Hummm, hi. Kinda early isn’t it?” Jennifer asked, looking at the clock on the wall. “10:30? Early? Oh you lazy, lazy bitch.” Robin said smiling into her eyes. “Danny gave me an orgasm!” “Danny, Danny who little whore?” Jennifer asked. Bitch and whore had become their pet names for each other. “Danny Bishop, I told you I had a date. We went out last night. Oh, Jen, he fucked me so good. I had an orgasm last night. Son was Harman, and her wife name rupinder (rupi) I used to call her as rupi bhabhi. Let me tell you rupi bhabi is pure punjaban , with killing stats and white colors skin , I always used to admire her beauty and was dying to capture a chance to sleep with her. I know her husband is a job loyal man , so always on job even at time of being in bed with his wife. She was okay talking to me not so frank but she somewhere understand my intentions towards herComing to the story, one day my landlady.