I was stuck mujhe to sirf uske white toned thighs dikh rhe the…Itne mein usne kaha gya kho gye babie…..Usne mera haath pakda aur under room mein l... gyi…..Waha do drinks k glass the, usne mujhe offer kiya aur phir hum dono ne apne drinks ko jaldi se finish kiya…..Room mein mast fragnance tha …Main bed pe baith tha aur mere hath ko apne hath me leke khadi thi….Maine bilkul time waste na karte hua uske round butts ko dabane laga…..Usne apne aanke band kiya..Wo make up mein kafi hot lag rhi. He is now in prison, whichis where this photo came from. And you know what? He'll never get out.But why did you ask about her? I'm curious!" It's just that mama mentioned her today. She said that Uncle Tom triedto go like Auntie Joan. Now that I know what happened, I don't ever wanthim to even try that! I always knew Aunt Joan did something very bad, andnow I know just how bad! Thank you, grandpa!" she then held the old manclose, in a big hug.Then her father poked his head around grandpa's. We weren’t exactly “good friends”, but we talked every time we met, passed the time of day and consoled each other in our single parent status. My wife had left me for her rich boss and how her husband ran off with a girl from a trailer park. We always laughed about how there was a message in there, but we didn’t know what it was. I liked talking to Kristen, she was always fun and fresh. After all, who doesn’t like talking to beautiful women?This particular Saturday morning Kristen was looking. " "How the hell should I know? One less fisherman is fine by me — cuts pollution and the number of hooks. But what's happening now?" "Well, it doesn't look like she's having him for lunch, after all. I mean, she's bobbing, her head up-and-down. And when she's up, you can still see whatever it is, only now it looks all wet and shiny." None of this made any sense to Bronson, who prided himself on his knowledge of human behavior. In the bayou, it could make the difference between living another.