"Trevor expressed his interest in the concept. "I like the idea. It sounds a lot like the old postal services on Earth, but you now have to restrict i... to parcels. In other words whatever cannot be sent by phone. That would encompass birthday presents, Christmas gifts, legal documents, business contracts for signing, mail shots and catalogues from companies. The parcels service might act as a distribution network for local businesses getting their supplies in.Wait a minute: how would mailshot. Jo bhabi ki last ungli se touch ho raha tha. Ya vo apne aap touch kar rahi thi.unke boobs maire kamar se bilkul chipe hue the. Babhi thoda halka halka mujh se ragd rahi thi. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Bhabi boli 2m to badi achi bike chalane lage. Inta sunkar maine ek zor dar brake lagya or bhabhi ne mera lund pakad liya.unke boobs bilkul dab gaye. Unhe dard bhi hua. Or boli 2m to bahut naughty. Or mera lund pe hath hatakar harane lagi par uspar hi hath rakha. Mera lund paint phadkar nikalne. She could hardly wait for Saturday, and neither could he. He had gone to a couple of stores to get some things like a video and some toys. He had also gone to a clothing store and purchased some sexy lingerie. Saturday came and she was waiting at the front door as he drove up. She ran to the car pulled open the door and jumped in. She had her arms around his neck before he could do anything and was kissing him with wild abandon. “Stop that now, people can see everything”, and he pushed her. " Yeah, ok," I said, interrupting."Ok, so we aren't finding more than that right now. She's a party girl, from the socialite pages and is often out with her husband, the Radio guy. You know him, right?" Yeah." Well, they look like a loving couple in all the pics I can find. Can't give you more than that unless you know what you want me to look at?" Nah, that's enough for now..." I said, absorbing what he'd said. "No, wait. If I give you a license plate, can you run it for me? Or whatever it is.