"Well, goodnight," I said standing up from my comfy seat. Shannon turned and looked at me with a confused expression. "What do you mean "Goodnight"? S...e asked. "You and I are going to have another drink!" "Aren't't you tired?" I asked, running my hands through my hair. "The night is still young," she countered. "Unless you're not up to it." "Oh, I'm up to it!" "Good. Then get me a drink!" Shannon dropped onto the couch as I went to the fridge. As I was searching for something with alcohol in. She looks good, and did not care who was watching. My dad was a DJ back in his prime. From the time I was 16, he always told me to watch the quiet girls. They were the keepers. The ones that never kiss and told, the wildcats in the sack. He was an avid cheerleader for them. Felicia had my, as well as others attention. How could you go from a wallflower to "The clubs most wanted?" We order drinks at the bar, near the dance floor. She humps at the air, making her body wave as Omarian croons. At 2.00 I headed for the loos again; I pulled my dress around my waist this time and rubbed myself through the thong, thinking of the eyes that would soon be seeing what none of my colleagues had. When I was sufficiently aroused off I headed again. I almost marched to the grill and without hesitation strode onto it; immediately the window opened. The two young men who had seen me the first time were there but the third was different to last time and I became aware that there were more behind. Mai market phchi aur medical store chli gyi waha pe jo ldka kaam kr rha tha khta h haa bhabhi btaiye I said i-pill de do nd k.S. Ka honeymoon pack de do wo dekh k muskarane laga nd saaman lete waqt mai jan bhuj k thoda jhuk gayi mere doodh dekh k wo pagal sa ho gya ? mai wapas ghr k liye chli uss sunsan raaste pe phchte hi mjhe lga mere peeche koi bike se hai maine sheeshe mein dekha to ye wahi ladka tha wo takreeban 18 saal ka tha usne ek min baad mere scooty k aage bike lgaa di mere pas aya.