Abhi aap apni aankhe kholoPhir mom ne apne aap ko aaine me dekhaMom :kaha hai , edhar udhar dekhte huweBeta: ye rahi aapke samne…Mom :kya … Main�....Mera dil jor jor se dhadakne lageBete : ha mom tum..Mom: tum mujhe kiss karna chahte ho baho me lena chahte ho ….?Bete: yes momMom:tum jante ho tum kya kah rahe ho, main tumhari koun ho? gusse meBeta: apne mujhse promise kiya hai ,main chahe jo bhi mangu aap mujhe dogi .. Jo bhi main mangu .. Phir mujhe mere ye gift chahiye main apko baho me lekar. After all the girl she,d replaced had married an American sailor and gone to America to live. Sarah was very close to her family and had no intentions of good no to America. To me Sarah changed my rotten luck of having most of my American currency stolen from my room while I was sleeping. The lunch time after we first met I had an incredible run of luck on a fruit machine in that same hotel and actually Won more money than had been stolen. The hotel amazingly encouraged the staff to befriend. Especially after seeing her lay out just under my window one day. Her name was Allison but she preferred Allie. At least that was what her mother, Barbara or Barb, called her by. My problem with trying to approach Allie was that she was very hot. I was always intimidated by very good looking girls and felt she was out of my league. Which left me touching myself as the sun tanned Allie's skin to a dark bronze. On occasion, Barb, would lay out with her. Barb, I guessed she was in her mid 30's was. Erin and I walked up to her and cut open her nightgown with our daggers, which exposed her thirty-three year old flesh for all to see.“What ... who ... why?” Mary Anne stuttered a bit while we cut away the rest of her clothes and left her exposed to the humid Dog Days night.“Uncle Curtis, she’s all yours!” I turned to my uncle, who grinned at Erin and me as he took possession of a Klansman’s wife still struggling in our grasp.“There you go, sugar, bless your heart!” Aunt Molly snickered as she.