Fir me bola rupal abhi muje thik lag raha hay tum yaha pe hi so jao..to voli nahi idhar nahi me niche hi so jati hum..me bola nahi tum pls idhar hi so...jao..to vo meri baat maan gai. For raatko karib 0100am ko mene jaise nind me hu usi tarah mene mere per unki uper rakh diye..to vo kuchh nahi boli.fir mene mere haat unke boobs ke uper rakh diye..to bhi vo kuchh nahi boli..to mene socha ke aaj unka bhi dil kar raha hay..or fir to me rupal ko chodne kelie pagal ho utha. Akhir me mene unki nighty. She liked that I’d copied movies I’d seen, but wanted me to emulate a single character in a single movie I liked. I chose Vincent Vega, played by John Travolta, in Pulp Fiction and I’ve been imagining what he’d say or do and try to emulate that. I actually think I’m getting pretty good at it. Doesn’t mean I like Vincent or anything, but I am getting to know the character pretty well.Unfortunately, it was a Vince moment that had made me want to liberate the dicks from bodies, more than a Dave. Linda said, "That's where Glenn is, then-- getting his share?"Nodding, Betty squeezed her daughter's strong, smooth hand. "But I was also fretting over Chad. There's so much to do yet, and I wondered--" It's just perfect," Linda said. "we're here now, and everyone else is busy, so why don't you and I and daddy --"Chad trembled against her knees, and Betty shivered in response. "You mean-- you and I--with Chad watching, or--" Or joining in, when he has a the room and the inclination. Why not?. "I really am going to make it up to you," she said.He grunted in response, feeling his usual post-coital guilt at giving into her emotional blackmail.She gently kissed his ear. "Jake," she said, "I know I've been unfair to you. I've been parading you around like a toy, exposing you to all kinds of things and people you don't want to be exposed to. I've ruined your trip home. It's time we went somewhere where we can be anonymous." Where?" he asked, a note of bitterness plainly evident..