"Yeah -- but in this case I'm paying for it." You'd pay for it either way." I came here for dinner, not an argument," I responded. "That's the trouble...with this society -- we've developed into such a culture of waste." Oh, my God!" she exclaimed. "I thought I recognized you ... When you said 'culture of waste'..."I looked up at her from over the menu. She was in her late twenties, built like a model, and with shoulder-length light brown hair pulled into a ponytail and fetching grey eyes."Paula. I walk over to see his face up close and it takes my breath away. He has dark black hair and piercing blue eyes that take my breath away. He has chiseled features and a little bit of stubble going on that makes him even hotter. The way he is dressed you can tell he isn’t wealthy but he does have a sense of style. He looks like a TV star that all the girls drool over. I know he’s the one that I’m gonna fuck. ‘Hi,’ I say to him as I sit down, ‘My names Amber. How about you?’ ‘Josh,’ He answers. Agar kisi ladies ya kisi aur ko mujhe chat karna hai to mujhe mail kar sakte hai ya hangout pe mujhe ping kar sakte hai.Hum pics bhi share kar sakte hai.To ab story pe.Phir thodi der rest karne ke baad.Mummy uthke jaane lagi.To maine mummy ka haath pakad liya aur mummy ko apne se chipka liya.Mummy – ab kya chahiye. Mein – abhi mera man nahi bhara meri raand .Kya nasha hai tujhme.Jitna choda utna kam hai.Bolo maza aaya apne beta ka lund apne muh aur apni chut me leke.Mummy – maza to aaya meri. “Oh my Whoever!” she squealed, tears flowing out of her eyes now. She rushed forward and took the quarterback in her arms, hugging him tightly to her, so tightly it seemed he was having trouble breathing. When she was done hugging him she turned her attention to Catches No Fish and did the same.The two Norcals, in the meantime, stood in the corner of the wardroom, their baggage still in hand, their faces showing confusion and a little hostility. It seemed they had no idea what was going on.