Many a time she caught them either playing grab ass in the hallway or her father pressing her mother up against a wall somewhere as he tried to find h...r tonsils with his tongue.Ewww.She had no idea why they kept doing things like this and she really wished they would stop. But as she headed for the kitchen to tell the cook she was back, and to see if there was anything she could have as a late snack, she started to wonder where her younger brother Jason was.Though he was just fifteen he was. Me: Yaar tu mere cousin ke shaadi mein aya tha na, uski kuch problem hai. To I need your help to resolve.Sandy aur Kiran ko main ne apne cousin ke shaadi mein invite kiya tha. Sirf invite nahi balke woh to 3 din hamare ghar par hi the.He: Kya problem hai, aur kya madad chahiye?Me: Yaar tere ghar par koi hai abhi?He: NahiMe: 4-5 days ke liye tera ghar chahiye. Aur tu bhi 4-5 din ke liye chutti lele.He: Sale, tera ghar tera ghar kya laga rakha hai. Ye tera ghar bhi hai. Hojaye ga, par baat kya. She knew that they wouldn't provide any cover and any car driving down the road would be able to see her plainly.On the ground, Ruth found a cushion. The leather wrapped girl pushed on her shoulder and Ruth's knees made contact with the cushion. She wondered why they were allowing her this level of comfort. It was appreciated, but unexpected.While Ruth remained still, the girl slipped a blindfold over her eyes. Then she felt the cold steel around her wrists and heard the clicks as a set of. I don't think I'm as beautiful as Bob says, at least I don't feel like that. I'm tall and thin. I am a natural blonde with blue eyes, my folks are both Scandinavian, and my breasts are a "C" cup. Because I'm blonde I blush really easily and get all blotchy looking. At least I look all blotchy to me, and I think my lips are too big and my nose is too small. I'm not the raving beauty that Bob thinks I am. Sometimes when I look in the mirror all I see are my eyes, all big with that "deer in the.