So she knew that Bob was being truthful with her when he said she was sexy and all that stuff. And he was probably right about Marge, now that she tho...ght about it."Did you know that Tom Jackson tried to get me to go out with him the other day?" she commented.Bob grunted "Doesn't surprise me. Tom's an alley cat. He's probably got Herpes or something. I hope you shut him down."She nodded. "I did, but it seems to me I remember, way back in High School, that if a guy tried to get something from a. I said again “is khel ka mazza tho gandi baaten karte gandi kam karne mein hi hai.. Dekho tumhari BUR kaise geeli ho gayee iska matlab hai tujhe bhi khoob mazaa aaraha hai. Sach bolo.. Mazaa araha hai ki nahin.” “bahut mazza aaraha ahi..” She said blushingly.. We two again started reading the story and my hand were playing with BOOBS and pinching her NIPPLES while my other hand in inside her panty on her sweet and well swollen pussy.. Which is oozing the pre cum I started fingering her narrow. 5m tall.I shrugged. “I useta do high jumping,” I explained. The kids all looked at me sceptically. We played for about another ten minutes and then the kids decided it was time for a swim.I agreed. I’d worn my budgie smugglers under my jeans, just in case. I stripped off with the kids. One of them had his arm in a sling, and I asked him to mind my gear for a tenna. I then headed for the water with the others. I soon became the diving board.I had noticed that several of the mothers had moved. I was back on drugs. Not addicted, not shooting smack or anything as bad as that, not more than what is now termed recreational use, and it was only occasional. The trouble was, Steve would go through cycles of depression, not surprisingly, today she would be called bi-polar, and when she was down, what she needed was to get right out of it, and spent a night in the rush of speed or the wildness of acid, this wold generally send her back on the upswing again. Apart from that, if sleep was.