Thank you for your assistance in this matter.Bob RandallConcerned CitizenI looked it over. It sounded caring. Surely they'd print it as a public servi...e. They were always going on about how they did this and that as a public service.I couldn't find an envelope, so I checked the newspaper's web site on the computer. I could submit it on line! I did that. A little box popped up that said it could take anywhere from four to seven days for the letter to be published.Now all I had to do was answer. That’s the last goddamned thing you need right now. You need to be away from her, from this place, from that bed (your own goddamned bed, for chrissake!). You need to get away and find a quiet place and…and just think this through. Two months! She’s been sitting on this for two goddamned months, and now, what? You’re supposed to be able to sit down and discuss this rationally? No…“BABY?” she asks, anxiety raising her timbre. “W-what are you doing?”You sigh. “I’m getting out of here,” you. She laid on her back on the floor, lifting a leg for me to push towards her chest. I helped her stretch well, getting a decent glimpse at her perfect upper thighs. My penis made a bulge in my shorts, which now she had a clear view of. "Are u hard, Steven!?" She asked in a surprised tone. "Yeah a little bit, I'm sorry." I replied, my face turning red. "Oh, no, its okay! Its completely normal for your age." She said in attempt to comfort me. After about a minute of silence and awkwardness, she. . Ab mene use bed p lita dia uski choot or apne lun p knob sara oil lagaya or iski legs ko apne shoulders p rkh lia or lun ko uski choot p ragrne laga uffff wo maza m bayan n krskta thora ragarne k bad mene lun andar dalna chaha pr virgin hone ki wajh se lun ja nahi parha tha mene uske choot k sorakh p lun tikaya or zor dar jhatka mara top chot m ghus gaya or wo zor se chilaiii aaaaahhhh enam nikalo bohot dard horaha he plz nikal lo mene kaha jan bs thora dard hoga keh kar uske bobs sehlane.