But I still had my powers... Of course, the transfer of power didn't necessarily mean that the power left the old body... the point should have been m...ot... the old body was supposed to be dead.So April had just as much power as I had. That meant she was very powerful. She 'could' take care of herself... I no longer held myself back, I stepped towards her opening my arms and she rushed into them. She hugged me tightly. Not an embrace of lust, but one seeking comfort and love. I hugged her back. Maine apnaa number badal diya tha..aur main sms kar raha tha apne dosto ko for updating my new number aur usee doran mujse koi ek wrong no per msg chala gaya tha..tab to koi reply nai ayaa thaa kuch dino baad waha se reply aayaa “who r u?” main b thodaa heraan reh gaya phir dimaag ki batti jalee aur samaj gaya keee ye maine koi wrong no per msg kar diya hoga so maine reply kar deeya “bro sorry i guess i msged on wrong no..” tab waha se waaps reply aaya “sis here no bro”…tab pata chala kee. I bet their twats are as wet as yours now!Hot Hakima sighs sexily and whispers back to me: Tomorrow you can inspect them intimately my dearestWe doze off, but in my dreams I hear how their breathing deepens and some soft sighs. Is it a dream?Fine friends share their wealth with those trusted ones, who earn their sexy share of all foxy fun!French friends are best in bed or at least on long evenings and nights full of foxy fun and laughingFine erotic example is how we three run into naughty Nono. If I don’t renew my licence in time, I can’t work. Well, I could work security under the table, but if I get caught with an expired licence there will be hell to pay. On top of that, Carleton University is bugging me about my late fees. Can’t a brother catch a break? I only make eleven dollars and fifty cents an hour in this dead-end job! Now, if I were a permanent resident or a Canadian citizen, renewing my security licence would be easy because all they ask is two pieces of government.