” Leslie was a very prettygirl with long legs and a fine ass.“It’s your reward for winning the match. Barbarathought you ought to be...rewarded.”I nodded and said, “That’s nice.” Her hand on my thighwas exciting me a lot.And then Leslie was all over me, kissing and huggingand pushing me to my back. She quickly stripped off myunderpants and I heard her say, “Damn.”I sat up and watched her yank her shirt over her curlyhead. “What’s. Ek din wo mere paas aai oaour boli k usse meri maths ki book ek din k liye chahiyea toh maine kaha k mere ghar par hain tu mere ghar chal main tijhe waha se deta hoon,ghar par hum baithke baaten kar rahe the toh achanakSe usne mujhe pucha k kya teri koi gf hain maine naa keh diya fir mere puchne par bhi usne kaha k uska break hoo chuka hain toh ab wo single hain fir maine uss se pucha k agar main tujse puchu toh kya tu mujhe haa bolegiUsne kaha k puch k dekh shayad tere nasib achhe hoon main. "The Fusco house," Brendan replied. He kept running his hand through his hair as he tried to take in the scene that was developing before his eyes. More weapons were coming to bear. One of the cop cars suddenly exploded in flame as the front end of the car lifted off of the ground."RPG! RPG!" the cops called out as they all pulled back. Then automatic fire erupted from another point and another uniformed cop fell."Holy Shit!" Brendan yelled as he rushed the lady's front door for protection.. ’ Watching a curious mix of fear and courage in the young man’s eyes he continues, ‘That’s good, I like plain speech. Perhaps I’ll just talk for a moment while you gather what wits you have.’ ‘See, my family are the world to me. My most precious things… A bit like your 64 half coupe over here.’ He runs a hand down the flank of the mustang. ‘My dear girl Ellen and I had a hard start to things, you know. Things are very different back home. Her father was in the guards and my folk were catholic..