I’d kind of like to read one where the victim is a regular person.”“So write one,” Betsy said.“I couldn’t do that,” the driver said.“W...y not?”“I wouldn’t know where to begin,” the driver said.Pointing to the book he was reading, Betsy asked, “Where does that book begin?”“It begins with the discovery of the body.”“So start your story there.”“Nobody wants to read a murder mystery about a regular person.”“You do,” Betsy said.“Oh, yeah. I guess I do,” the driver said.“So write one.”“I just might do. ?It felt weird. I felt like I needed to explain, but what could I say; I live alone and fuck a rubber doll? I just smiled.Chris cleaned up the dished while I went into the living room and poured myself a drink. I was on my second when she joined me a half hour later. I handed her a rum and coke.?Thanks?, she said. She took a long sip then sat across from me in the recliner. We were quiet for a while.Finally the woman in Chris came through. She had to ask. ?So, if you don?t mind me asking,. Aur aab hamare bich vo sab kuch ho gaya hai jo ki pati patni ki bich hota hai.ashok nai mummy ki tannge kholi aur apni ungliyo se mummy ki chut ke lips hatane laga.ashok nai kaha ki tumhari chut to kisis kuwari ladki ki chut ke jaise hai lagta hai ki tumhare pati nai iss par mehnat nahi kari.to mummy nai bola mera beta bhi opretion se hua hai isliye ye aise hai.plz tum kuch mat karna.Ashok nai mummy ki chut ko chatna shuru kiya mummy pagala ho gayi nahi ashok please rehne do please tumhe meri. I'll keep you posted."While Harold let himself out, the two women prepared dinner together. Something light and cool to counteract the effects of the weather. When it was ready, Mark came in to eat."I didn't know that I would ever think this, but I feel kinda strange and out of place being the only clothed one when Meredith and Mark are both naked," Lisa thought.Even though the tee-shirt was light and she was without a bra, she was still very hot. Halfway through dinner she got up and excused.