Ek bar ki baat thi ki holi ka din tha aur sab log holi khel rahe the mein bhi gali mein holi khel raha tha . Humara ghar upper tha matlab hum first fl...or per rehte the. Aur who humare samne wale ghar mein niche rehte the toh meri chachi apne darwaje per khadi thi aur meri dadi balcony mein khadi thi toh meri chachi bilkul saafsutri khadi thi matlab unhone abhi tak bilkul bhi rang nahin lagaya tha. Toh meri dadi ne unse puccha ki tuh holi nahin khel rahi toh unhone jawab diya humare ghar koi. She could see his dark-brown eyes light up when he saw year. They were intense and soulful whenever he entered the apex of her femininity. His superb 7½-inch long by 6¼-inch circumference would impale her depths parting her sensuous soft ass cheeks.Brooklyn was angered all over again even though she’d now found love with another. Those words Wes had said, hurt her to her core. She recalled them and eyes welled.“I could never seriously be with you cause that be like telling my k**s it’s okay to. “Kimi, that was amazing. How many companions are often in the gym?”“Generally I am alone. Sometimes a companion will bring her guy here. Mostly I say hi and keep on running.“When Marcy showed me around I noted a stripper pole in the Clubhouse. Do you ever use that?”“Only when it’s not busy. I took turns using the pole but apparently, I’m so good that it frustrates the others. I only use the pole when I’m alone in the Clubhouse. I’ve never seen anyone else who can hold the pole with both hands. I could now apply to go on the Junior Non Commissioned Officer's (JNCO's) tactical training course at Brecon in South Wales. A pass in this course was mandatory for promotion to Corporal. Before I was selected to attend this course 3RGJ were sent to Northern Ireland on a three month tour.Although 'The Troubles' had abated somewhat there were still Republican and Unionist gangs running about causing problems. 3RGJ was sent to South Armagh, so called 'Bandit Country'. Weapons, drugs, and people.