Mera frnd ke ghr mai mumy papa chacha chachi aur use 2 behen rahte hai.To hua u ki mera frnd uske mumy papa aur chacha kise k shadi mai out of kolkata...gye hue the. To mere dost ravi ka call ata hai aur bolta hai ki mere ghr chal ja chachi ko market jana hai…To mai mere frnd k ghr chala jata hu to us wqt uske 2 behen ghr par rahte hai to mai unse puchta hu ki chachi kaha hai to wo bole hm to room mai the hme nhe pta aur kahe ass pass gye hoge kise k ghr mai ate he hoge tm baitho hm dekh k ate. While a part of her mind noted that she’d feel almost naked wearing either outfit, her performer’s sensibilities knew immediately that the crowd would love something like this.“They’re beautiful,” she sighed.“What there is of them,” chuckled Felicity. “You are most definitely aware you’re a woman while wearing them.” She grinned. “So is every man in sight.”“I can see that!” sighed Misty as she held up the doeskin shirt.She looked at Felicity, her critical eye running up and down the older. That night after a pleasant dinner at a local restaurant, she told me that she had a very important matter to discuss with me."I'm pregnant and 100 percent sure that you are the father. It is our responsibility to find the best possible solution. Of course, the baby will be DNA tested as soon as possible. How do you feel about this?"Amanda had taken me by surprise."Amanda, I don't know what to say. Frankly, I'm shocked. I need time to think about this. How do you feel?"She looked straight in my. The speeches were over, we had just about finished the buffet and the dancing was about to start when Pippa's mobile (cell phone) went off. She had been on tenterhooks all week waiting for news of the Ph.D., in fact she had been in two minds whether to attend the wedding or not, but as she was friendly with Cindy and had always liked Wurzel she had made the effort. The message was from Hugo and it was bad news- her Ph.D. had been rejected by Cambridge University. Pippa was thunderstruck."They.