Fir changing room me ja ke usne change kar liya jab wo bahar nikli to dekha ki bhut sundar lag rahi thi . Sute kaafi tight tha aur boobs saaf samjh me...aarahe the ki 36 ke hai mast lag rahi thi fir hum ne movi dekhi aur fir ek hotel mai khana khaya us dauraan maine us se uski story batayi.O jab india aayi thi baap haiza ke karan mar gay aur baaki do bhai ko dangaiyo ne maar diya fir kareeb 3 saal ke baad uski saadi uski maa ne ek buddhe se kar di jo hamesa pita tha lekin do mahine baad hi wo mar. She replied instantly which was kind of unusual. In fact, I guessed she was chatting with her husband.Kavitha: My pleasure Vishal. You were a wonderful guest and thanks for the ice cream.Me: My pleasure too. You were a wonderful host and the kids are so nice.Kavitha: My kids love you. Feel free to visit here whenever you get time.So I thought of moving the chat into personal stuff. I wanted to know her willingness to chat with meMe: Where you buy saree usually, my parent’s wedding day is. Your name is Drew Ré, and as of today, you are twenty-one years old. You are the middle child of Ludovico Ré, one of the wealthiest men in America and this years pick for People Magazine's "Sexiest Man Alive", amongst other accolades and honors. Sometimes, you find it frightening to live in the shadow of one of the world's most powerful businessmen, but you know that you are also meant for something great.In the window, a reflection of yourself stares back; you are lean, rippled with tight. Saturday morning, the phone rang and I found myself talking to her again and agreeing to meet her for breakfast in about an hour. The cafe wasn't too busy for a Saturday morning and I had no problem spotting her stting in a booth by herself. I sat across from her and looked into her eyes. They were the most bluest eyes I had ever seen. I hadn't noticed them the night before. Almost mystified, I quickly took in the way she was now dressed. In a tight satin blouse and wranglers.I beganby telling.