Dikh k kuch ho raha tha……. Us ny pir pujhy sary sex ka process dikhaya aor kaha k mai lerka hoti to ye krti mujhy to kuch ho gaya tha mujh lag rah... tha k meri tango k bich se kuch gila nikal raha hai jis se buht skoon aor maza mill raha tha. Aamna ab mery boobs ko zoor zoor se dabana shuroo kr diya aor us ny mujhy uthaya aor mujhy bed pe lita k mery ooper lit gai aor mujhy kis krny lagi main y bhi us ka jawab diya kio ab mai control se bahar ho chuki thi. Pehly us ny mery boobs qamees k ooper. The watch is now on; his progress will be monitored hourly for any signs of reversals. So far so good, the drug is continuing to do its job. The close monitoring will continue for two weeks or more if required. My prayers go with him; Roger is only sixteen with his whole life ahead of him. Besides, the staff needs some good news.The morning is history, lunch is complete. The thick envelope has my interest, and now in the garden, sitting in a gazebo, I take the time to digest the information.. Jenny was annoyed at being stuck with Priya who talked with a funny accent and paddled slow.Their arms tired as they spotted a bend in the stream so they allowed the fiberglass canoe to float downstream.Priya, in the front of the canoe, called out, ?Jenny, there?s a fork in the river.?Sure enough, the river divided left and right. They stopped, worried about what to do."It's OK, there's an arrow. Let's follow it." Jenny brightened up seeing a sign with an arrow just ahead.Coming closer, her. She does up a couple of buttons, but even so it is pretty obvious that she has nothing on underneath. I peep out of the changing rooms. There are a couple of women browsing the racks, but it is still quiet. Sarah walks confidently out, and saunters back to the racks with the tops, putting them back one at a time. As she walks back, she looks at me, then undoes first one blazer button, then the other. She has a big grin on her face as she gets back to the changing rooms, the front of her blazer.