Gwen just grunts at me. I can tell she is not looking forward to seeing the rest of her Kin. I was hoping to get her away from here, before she starte... to put herself through a guilt trip."You are going home." I growl back at her. "don't make me push you, Gwen. You have family and Kin, so far that is coming out ahead in my book." Perhaps my tone was too harsh. She started to cry again."They'll hate me." she whimpers."Never happen." I tell her.One of the Protectors, joins us, it is Seattle."You. He was so tall, the gaijin towering over my twin sister and I. I trembled as his hands worked at his belt. The buckle clinked and the leather rasped. He drew it through his loops, a whisking sound tightening my stomach. He dropped it then unsnapped his jeans. My eyes locked on his bulge. I was about to see my first live cock. My sister took my hands. I felt her nervousness. She was so strong and yet... she was like me. She wanted a big brother and yet was frightened by what would happen. I. He also seemed to be paying a lot more attention to Marigold. Unlike his usual brash and somewhat domineering nature, he was almost solicitous. Marigold wondered if he, sensing that she had surrendered to him far more completely than either of them could have expected, was now being magnanimous in his victory.On her way to her next class, Marigold suddenly found her way barred by Brianne. For a change, the head cheerleader was without her phalanx of underlings, accompanied only by her three. To meeting fix ho jati he o apna adress send kar dati he may unke bata ye gaye adress pe gaya or jake call kiya to unhone apna flat no bate he may unke doar ka bail bajate he darvaja khulta he me dekhe ke hairan ho jata hu …..Unko figar kya mast tha ….Karib 36-24-36 kya kamal lag rahi thi …Unka age 30 tha …Unho ne mujhe ghar may bulaya o akele he rhati thi …Unho mujhe juise ke bare me pucha may ha bola unho ne juise lake ayi or mare bajun me ake bith gayi …..O boli tum juise pilo me fresh hoke.