They sure lived in a nice neighborhood. It was in the upscale part of town. I had to ask myself what I was doing there? I knocked on the door and Arie... answered it. ‘Wow, you look great,’ was all I could say. ‘You clean up pretty good yourself,’ she said to me. To explain how she looked I would have to say, not like a sex diva but more like an angel dressed in a light blue dress. Her blonde hair fell in large curls around her face and down to her shoulders. He body looked, ‘Damn’ , let’s just. ” I paused long enough to tell Marci I was leaving – and to promise, when she objected, that she could talk to me first thing in the afternoon. We hadn’t gone very far when it became apparent to me where Charlie was taking us. “Charlie, not Hooters, please? I really don’t want to go anyplace where I’ll be surrounded by beautiful, sexy women.” When he looked at me like I was insane, I laughed. “Okay, normally, yeah; today I’m just not in the mood, all right?” He began to slow down, his car. Mami-ha ,par ma v kya kar sakti ho.Me-mami ma aapka sex ka pyas bhuja sakta ho.Mami- kaysa?Me-aapko chod k.mami- ya kya bol raha ha tu.Me- mami ma aapko hamesha sa chodna chata tha aaj aacha moka Mila ha please aap meri aur apni pyas bhuja do.( fir mana apna har unki boobs par rakh diya par unhona hat hata diya)Mami-ya nahai ho sakta ha.Me-please mami please bas eak bar.Mami thodi dear soachni lagi fir do minute bad na bolna lagi.Me-please mami please,first time aapsa Maga ha.mami-theak ha ,. Riya was 9 years old when she lost her father in a flight crash. Since then, she was living with her mother in an apartment in Mumbai.Her father had left them enough savings for them to survive. Riya’s mother later started working at a beauty parlor after she completed a crash course. She was earning enough for them to survive.Growing up, Riya’s mother was very much protective of her. She would not let her go out alone and always be near her. As Riya grew older, her hormones started developing,.