Bradford's daughter, and my childhoodfriend! I'm glad she's here at least... we literally grew up together!If there was anyone who could help me, to ...et me know if I was goingcrazy, she would be the one! I heard my Dad mumble that I was in my roombefore getting back to some banal small talk with Mr. Bradford. I madesure to shut my window and draw my blinds so that I could maybe have someprivacy as I heard Jennifer come up the stairs and poke her head into myroom."Hey there... is it safe?" . Trust me, I know what that is like.” I was glad our faces were down and her arms still wrapped around me, because when she said that... I nearly lost it. “I'm an art student. I saw you in one of my classes. You were our model. Damn good model too,” she said. “Really? I don't remember seeing you. I think I would have remembered you,” I said. I flashed red remembering my modeling experiences. I enjoyed them, but that was the problem, I enjoyed it too much. God! What if she had seen that too? “I. Uska naam rudra tha, gaon ke patil matlab zamidaar ka ladka tha woh… Mai uske paas khadi uske badan ko aur khaas tar uske lund ko jo langot ke peeche chupa tha usse hi dekh rahi thu. Uska jism mujhe itna akarshit kar raha tha, ek shan ke liye aisa laga ki use apne bistar me le jaun…Usi smay hawa ke karan mera dupatta thoda sa sarak gaya aur dupatte ke peeche chupe mere mammom ko aur cleavage ko expose kar diya. Rudra mere cleavage aur mere dress ke upar se nazar aa rahe mere gol gol boobs ko. My date just said something that got on my nerves and rather than start an argument with him... well I wanted to put some space between us and you were handy. So thanks again." Don't mention it, " the woman said with a wane smile. "No man is worth smoking over, " she said and they both thought of the double meaning behind the words and began tolaugh. "Well... I guess some leave you smoking afterward, and some are just pigs."Rosa threw her arm around the woman, saying, "You're funny. And to.