” Troy looked over behind Tim and Frank, toward the football locker area and the coaches offices. “My dad likes to tell the story of securing his ...chools’ playoff spot when they beat their district rivals when he was a senior in high school in Dallas. He’s all Al Bundy, ‘I scored four touchdowns in one game, by myself,’ but I guess one night after he got drunk, he decided he wanted to tell me the story of how he lost his virginity.”“Senior year! Fuck me. Poor bastard,” Frank mumbled before he. ?Haan to us din beti ki gaand apni jabaan laga kar caatne k baad amar ka man uski kamsin gulaabi gaand maarne ka karne laga halaki abhi uski beti mahaj 15th saal ki thi aur uski choot bhi tel laga kar maarne waali thi par amar to gaand ka rasiya thaAmar== beti ab tu katori ka tel mere lund par laga deReema== ji papaAur fir reema papa k lund par tel lagaane lagi us bechaari ko kya pata tha ki abhi itne pyaar se jis lund par tel laga rahi hai wo lund nahi kisi kasaayi ki churi thi jo kuch der. . Gross!" Katie complained."Hey!" Tanya turned to face off with her daughter. "I may be over a hundred, but I'm still twenty, just like you!" She folded her arms across her chest and stood with one hip out, acting just like her daughter had when she was a teenager in a snit.Katie held her hands up, readily backing down. She sat down at the table and waited. She wasn't about to get into an argument about sex with her mom. Especially not when, genetically, they were both the same age...'That. He looked like a real girl now.Carl picked up the brush and ran it through his long blond hair whichwas parted down the middle. He saw that his hair now fell about an inchpast his shoulders.He extended his arms and looked at his hands. His nails had grown outnicely over the past several weeks and they exceeded his fingertips byabout a quarter of an inch. He picked up the emery board and shapedthem into soft oval points and then he coated them with bright redpolish.Carl gazed at his nails as the.