I took m tongue to her ass hole n licked it. She was moaning madly now “Aaahhahhahhahahaaa-love me-I am urs-fuck me like a Randy-fill me with ur spe...m-aaaaaaaaaaa-don’t tease me anymore”. I slipped a finger into her ass hole n fuck it for some time while slapping her ass cheeks.She was mad n moaning very badly now. Suddenly we heard a voice. We both got surprised n came back to our senses. It was Rohan. He was sitting on sofa n said he watched it all. First of all, I was a little afraid that he. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me. I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I didn't go. He might even throw me out of the house. He had threatened to do it. I finally decided it was best to go.I felt uncomfortable in the taxi. The driver kept looking in his mirror at my breasts. I was somewhat relieved to get to the office. The receptionist couldn't hide her surprise. One--and perhaps the primary--way by which writers accomplish this featis to frame their subjects. Framing draws attention to the subject. Byincluding certain features while excluding others, framing isolates asubject, showcasing it. In the process, framing the subject can alsoprovide it with a context according to which the subject should beinterpreted, layer one's narrative (providing a literal foreground, asit were, that is set against a symbolic or figurative background), focusthe reader. He understood. Just like with the brothers…it was easier for everyone to talk when he was not there. He sipped his coffee as he slowly strolled down toward the river, making an appearance at each of the picnic tables along the way. For many of the younger families it was more like a family reunion than a funeral, and that realization appealed to AJ. He was able to put a name to almost all of the children. He found a seat on the wooden plank walkway that reached out several feet into the river..