This was like fifth and sixth grade. We each had our routines. At Marc’s house we would put on music, jump on the bed that was down in the basement ...nd prend to play guitar on his tennis rackets. At Steve’s house we would explore (he lived in an old manson) and try to watch his sisters from outside the windows. His sisters were older, in high school. One had a fire escape outside her room and the other one had a tree outside her room. We caught glimpses of them changing, in bra and panties and. .? OkFirst you give promise you don’t tell any one she say ok ok don’tWorry about that thrust me i am your best friend.ok yeah raaz lund orChoot ka hai mainay apni choot ko hamesha lund kae pani say sahrahRakha.(shazia) lund or choot who kasy?.?One friday our parents go wedding anniversary at karachi.me and myBhaijan alone at home i have no school homework and i read sexyNovel.this gave my friend nadia.i am very hot and my long finger isIn my choot after some time i am relax after i go bathroom. ””Oh, hi.” I had a feeling it would be her, “Can I help you with something?””Actually I’d like you to step into my office for a second, please””Should I bring anything?””No, this won’t take a moment””Ok, i’ll be right there.”I hung up and stared at the phone for a moment. I straightened my tie and stood up, heading over to her office. I weaved my way through the busy office and paused at her door, taking a deep breath, no idea what to expect. I could hear her at her desk; she was on the phone. "Banzai pointed to my back and complained, "Damn Jack, how many of those pain pills did you take? You have a fucking piece of metal from the door sticking out of your ass."Jack began to squirm around and I ordered, "Jack, stay on your belly and lie still. You don't want to pull that out."Gunfire masked Jack's reply as the fucking towelheads had moved to the now missing roof access door. I was pissed and decided to end this firefight in the biggest hurry I could manage. I pulled two grenades off.