Meri age 19 year old h or mera figur h 34 26 34 mai iss par kai mahino se kahani par rahi hu mere boyfriend ne kaha ki mai bhi apni story likh bheju t... story pe ate hYe baat 3 mahine pahle ki h mere pitaji ne ek newhome banwaya waha jyada hindu h mere ghar ke samne jo ghar tha usme ek ladka rahta tha uska name yuvi h hume apne new ghar mai 1 hafta ho gaya ek din jab mai chat par sham ko tahlne ke liye gayi to mere samne wale makan mai yuvi excesize kar raha tha mai usko dekhti rah gayi wo bahut. I could tell Timmy had a raging hard on as I told him my story. He tried to hide it but I called him on it. I told him that it was natural for his cock to get hard when talking about sex, so don’t worry about it. I think I had embarrassed Timmy by calling attention to his hard on because he didn’t come around for a few weeks but as fall came he started to come by again. He would ask to help me in the garage and the yard. He was telling me that he was still to shy to ask girls out and that I was. It takes most of the morning, so we've got lots of time to share our doings. This time, given the week I'd just had both the hair-ing and the sharing took longer than usual. Along with the ribbons still in my braid there was Hadiya and Dolph, Terrell and Matt, Mrs. Devers and Ms. Andrews, diving and cheerleading, and back around to Hadiya and Ashley and Dolph and the football game, all mixed up inside my head. And next week -- I mean tomorrow! -- there's The Program, if Hadiya's up for it. I. Two people got out and came toward me, two people I knew and loved: Lieutenant Claire Cunningham and Sergeant Jeffrey Michaels, 4th brigade, 3rd division, USA. They’d, the both of them, been there the day the shit had hit the fan.“Corporal,” said Claire, approaching and smiling broadly.“Sergeant to you lady; I was promoted,” I said, also smiling broadly.“Well, excuse the hell outta me,” she said, laughing full out now.“Hey, Sam,” said Jeff, coming up behind Claire. “Thought we’d come by. Been a.