Ami oke isara kore darate bollam..o daralo..friend der agiye jete bollo..ami kache giye bollam kothai gechile? ei friender bari..okhan thekei firchi.....umi ekhane ki korcho? ami bollam kichu na aj ektu adda marchi..o bole chole jachilo..ami bollam bari jabe??Obollo ha dekhi auto te jabo ami bollam amar sathe jabe? o bollo ha cholo..ami bollam darao aschi bole amar bike ta anlam oke pichone bosiye bollam cholo..o bosle amra barir dike jete laglam..ami oke jiges korlam tumi amake answer ta dile. I would not play it cool.But now, I had a girlfriend to focus on. One that I loved. Probably. Maybe.Having Zoey here would cause a fight. A lot of them. Beth was so insecure and unpredictable."I mean, if you're not okay with that..." Beth said derisively."Huh?" Jeez, I must've checked out there."I said I really need somebody here, I need the money, and if you're not..." Beth continued."No, no, it's fine. I mean, I have no problem with it. Zoey, uh, Zoey is good people..." She's great people.. S. They came from big families with several brothers and sisters. When they would come to work and change into their uniforms they would do it in my room with me watching them. I had seen both of them naked many times before. Sam was a light brown haired, big breasted, wide hipped farm girl. She had a body that was pure corn fed. I loved looking at her. Kelly was a strawberry blond with small breasts and narrow hips from a small city in farm country. Both had been college educated and were. I was going to go to a strip club so went to a porn store to see what was available. That was when I saw a listing for swingers clubs. The idea of maybe watching people fucking sounded good to me. I drove to the one called Encounters. It was, by this time 10:30 P.M. and I hoped I hadn't arrived too late for any fun on a Tuesday night. I didn't know if a single person could actually come into the club but they were happy to take my $35. I heard the 'no means no' rule, thanked the lady at.