Mai mast hokar lahrai “hai papa choriy na.” chalak papa meri halat ko samaj gay, mera saadi ka pallu girate huwe bole han han chhor duga par tume ...ahle swarg ka sair to kara du. Tabhi mai blouse ka huk khulta huwa mahsus ki aur agle hi pal bra ka bhi huk khul chuka tha,mai lahra kar dhere se boli; hai papa ap kya kar rhe hai. Papa bole kuch nahi bas jara dekhu to meri bahu rani kitni sundar hai. Mai sarmate huwe boli hai papa muje sharam ati hai, to papa bole acha abi teri saram dur kar deta. That thought, and what a day! God! He's so handsome. His dark hair and dark eyes. Dark and mysterious. He didn't give anything away.He doesn't like Aerosmith. How odd is that? Everyone likes Aerosmith.I take another sip of my beer. The TV news is on, and I'm trying to pay attention to the story Cat's telling me about her day." ... so they're planning a vigil for this coming Sunday. His lawyer doesn't think he's got anything left to appeal. I couldn't find anything left to appeal either," Cat. He looked at his watch again. It was 3:30 in the afternoon. He headed toward his dorm to get ready for tonight. It was 8:45 by the time he had taken a nap then gotten cleaned up and ready to go to her place. He grabbed a calculator, a pencil, a pen, a few condoms, his phone, his knife, his keys, and his wallet. It was 8:59 by the time he had reached her door and knocked three times. ‘Come in’ she said. He slowly opened the door to find that her at a table in the corner of the room with her. She squealed out in delight as the warm fluid came out of her body. Looking over towards the bed, my gaze was met with both Brittany and Jeff lying side-by-side staring at us, smiling. Quickly I removed myself from Sammy and pulled a blanket over us as I lay next to her. We were both out of breath. I was happy, shocked, and confused. Getting up minutes later to clean myself in the bathroom, Jeff jokingly whispered, “Nice going there tiger!” as I walked out the door of Brittany’s bedroom. I.