Pucho kya puchna hai!!Gul: chapter 3rd ke kuch topics hai.Mein usko samjhane laga. Woh red tee mein aayi thi jo kaafi dheeli aur deep thi, woh bar baa... uske shoulder se sarak rahi thi aur bilkul mere kareeb baithi thi. Uski tee jaise hi uske kandhe se sarakti to woh haath utha kar upar karti which was making me crazy aur upar se uske khule baal aur sexy perfume, mein to dheere dheere madhosh hone laga tha. Fir samjhate samjhate usne apna haath mere thighs pe rakha aur dhere dheere mere thighs. For very goodreason.All of Rachel and Tom's five children and families were all present outof respect for their mother's love for her great aunt. Rachel hadrequested that all of her kids, grandchildren, and brand new greatgranddaughter, named Isabelle also, be here this day. They all made itand were so happy for their grand-aunt Isabelle.Isabelle had been an old maid all of her life till the ripe old age of85, when she fell in love with and married Carl Ryan Warren, a long timeresident of this. I retrieved my suitcase, and Marjorie pulled out a small duffle bag.Once inside the truck stop, she went to a special truckers’ desk and paid for the private shower room. She led me down a hallway, with a number of doors on each side. One door near the end was marked with the word “Lounge”.Marjorie pointed at it. “In there is a big screen TV, sofa, recliners, some video games, and vending machines. Truck drivers are allowed to drive only so many hours a day, by federal law. When you want to. “It's the end of my shift now, have fun.” she told her co-workers, to upraised eyebrows, and looks of disbelief.She took the coffee to a small table where the girl had sat down. She knew that the girl must have been aware of the charms she had on display but appeared not to notice, or to not care, that her breasts were fully visible through her clothing. Kirsten couldn’t help but stare.“You keep staring...” her voice held a hint of laughter, and she looked up at Kirsten innocently. “You.