As I handed him the glass, I said “another please.” Then I folded my balls to look like a vagina. I did that while he poured another glass. He han...s me the glass and asks if I want to take a shower. I said, I can shower in the morning. But first I want to finish. I sipped the drink laying on the bed. Eventually he came back into bed. He said “its clear you are not letting me call it a night.” “Do you want to call it a night?”“I’m exhausted and unless you are planning on sleeping here so should. Pesab karne ke bad mera man phir Didi ki taraf gaya aur Lund fulkar phir khada hogaya. Maine socha didi toh so rahi hai agar main bhi toda hath pher lun to unko malum nahin padega. Aur agar wo jag gayee toh sochegi main neend men hun aur kuchh nahin kahegi. Dobara palang par aane ke pahale maine night lamp off kardi jis se kamare men bilkul andhera hogaya aur aakar didi ki bagal men let gaya. Letane ke bad didi ke pass sarak kar apna haath unke pet par rakh diya aur thoda intajar ke bad jab. Just as in most well-laid plans of man, his intentions were shoved onto a back burner and he slowly ran his nebulous fingers near her tempting curves with an eager greed to touch actual human flesh.He had done this before with other sleeping females and found they believed his favor stealing to be their over-active imagination and soon forgotten in the light of day. On rare occasions, when the young girl was particularly fetching, he had actually mentally coupled with them in a spiritual sense. Burnside! That's not fair! I couldn't get it all in! You said I couldn't go past 20 pages!" That's right, 20 pages is the cut-off! And why do you think that is? It's to make you force yourself to think about what's truly important. Now, if you don't think Keynes and Weber are important enough to put in your paper, that's fine, but you'd better damn well be ready to defend your opinion. Now you take this paper back and return it to me next Monday, done right. Either Keynes and Weber go in, or.