“But ... it’s fine.”“Really?”“Yeah. It’s totally fine. We were just fooling around, right?”“Of course,” she laughed. “It was jus... ... I dunno. It was just a thing.”“Yeah.”“But still,” Emily continued. “I feel like I was ... out of control for a while there. Like I just couldn’t let go of the thoughts.”“We did get a bit obsessive,” I nodded. “I’m just glad it’s calmed down so much lately.”“Yeah.”There was another pause.“Yeah.”I turned my attention to the TV. We’d really enjoyed the habit of. Samina said, “No, it is OK. Let me get used to changing in front of others.” Very smartly she put on the mini skirt first and then removed her jeans. I saw Samina had fantastic legs. Evenly tapered and without a trace of flab. She had waxed it nicely. Shamina found me looking at her legs. “I waxed them just before coming”, Shamina said. “I must say you have very shapely legs. ” I told her.Next, she opened her kurti and I found what was causing the pictures to be so lifeless. She had about C. "I just had the weirdest dream" he thought to himself. He rolled over and looked at the clock that was on his nightstand next to the bed. 02:13 AM shone back at him in bright red numbers. He rolled back onto his back and tried to remember what the dream was about. He started to remember that he was being rode like a bucking bronco by a young teenage girl, she was a little chubby around the stomach but still beautiful. She had long brown hair, down past her shoulders, He couldn't see her face,. Karim and I went to factory site which is 60 km from hotel.I wonder that, this Karim try to please me whatever way it’s possible, by carrying my suit case or polishing my shoes etc, but for asking money he never hesitate rather make way to earn max money. He never gives balance of any payment. I can make out that he is poor and clever. He is in mid 50’s.We reach factory, completed my work around 8 pm, by this time I have forgotten & forgiven Karim, we were returning our hotel. All of a sudden.