When you trustedyour friends. When you won the game for us. We might be great asrivals. But we're even better as teammates. Me and you."Amber's ey...s were welling up with tears."Amber, we can't let you drive tonight. Please give me the keys." Icontinued to make eye contact. I could see the anger in her facewavering. I extended my hand.She then slowly placed the hand that had her keys hand into my hand. Shewas trembling. Her hand squeezed my hand. I squeezed back.That's when she broke. Me jab bhi apne dost ke ghr jata tha mujhe hamesha vo dikhti thi. Har baar usko dekh kr mera lund khada ho jata tha. Vo bhi kabhi kabhi mere dost ke ghr aati thi. Hamesha mujhse close rehti thi. Jab bhi paas aati thi hamesha mera lund khada ho jata tha. Har baar uske chodne ke khayal aate the.Ek din uski maa ghar pe nahi thi. To vo mere dost ke ghar pe aayi thi uski choti behen ke sath. Hum chaaro milke movie dekh rahe the. Romantic movie thi. Usme bohot sare sex scenes the. Mere dost ke ghr pe. In fact, they had already dumped two of their sweet young bodies into the fast flowing river right next to the forest trail right next to their hiding place.Alice fondled the butt of the short, barreled handgun but she knew that the noise would give away their position and attract other male marauders in the area that trouble was brewing. She and her female captive had managed to avoid them on the trail, but she knew that the proximity was dangerous and might lead to their discovery unless they. . that was a whole different ballgame.One last, desperate chance. Ron fished a red felt-tip marker, then a dollar bill out of his pocket. He quickly scribbled "Cyrano" on it. The dollar was grimy and creased, but the writing was legible. As an afterthought, he added, "You're special. I know why. Want to know more?" He thought of including his e-mail address or phone number, but no, that might be pushing things. Gotta play this fish just right. If he had hooked her, she'd meet him again. Right.