“What kind of a favour?” he sounded a little disappointed, thinking that I only wanted his electronic equipment instead of his equipment. To be ho...est I really felt kinda sorry for the poor guy. “Well,” I began, leaning back on the bench and letting the skirt I was wearing ride up even further then it had already. “I need a camera, something small that can record stuff onto itself.”He looked a bit confused by this request, and for a moment I thought he would tell me to get lost, but then I put. She was shocked to hear it, I told how much I wished to see her navels and what all I did to see it but never got a chance. I don’t know what happened to her, she was ready, she began to spell her sari from her stomach aside and her navels started becoming visible to me. Now I got shocked to see a small black mole on her navel and I said mam you have got a black mole there also”(I had already told her that I simply loved her black mole on her neck) she asked me in a sexy voice, Pranav,do taste. I reserve the right to determine what is "spam advertising" by my definition, not yours or anyone else's.Thank you for your consideration.Now, when most strangers hear ole cmsix say he's from Atlanta, Texas, they immediately think two things about him: one, he's naive, 'n' two he's dumber'n a ten-penny nail fer thinkin' Atlanta's anyplace but in Georgia. Th' real Naive quickly sets 'em straight on that there first point, but ole cmsix, he don't bother correctin' 'em on that second one. Why not?. Zanna...with a Z, not an S.” she said at met his eyes, before looking down again. Slowly, she took a few steps backwards and leaned against the door. Her knees felt weak, she knew that this was a very serious situation; things would be able to evolve, if she was not very, very careful. “Is that your real name, Zanna?”“It´s my nickname, sir….Will you keep me your prisoner for long, sir?”There!She had just blown getting out quickly. Even without looking directly at him, she could sense how his.