Quainka sisters ki shadee ho gae thee is leya vo to mom ka sath nahi rah saktee theen bhaeya pehla he US wapis chala gaa tha. sisters na mujha kaha k... tum mom ko la kar surat nagar chala jao wahan, par maina kaha wahan to koe be nahi hai vo to saloo(years) sa band para hai, to kaya huva tum ab bara ho gaa ho wahan ja kar koe achee see servent rakh lana or tum wasa be study to kar nahi raha. khar jo kuch be huva akhir main yahi decison huva ka mai mom ko la kar surat nagar chala jaon or wahan. We arrived at the house about two o'clock. Mom wasn't supposed to be home until after six. We always ate dinner late because of her schedule. That left plenty of time to get reacquainted with Wynter. I mean that in the best of ways if you get my drift.I took her upstairs to her room. Mom's master bedroom was on the ground floor and mine was just next to the spare room where Wynter would be staying. I placed her luggage beside the bed and she started stripping off her clothes. My little sister. In her message she makes specific threats about taking action to make sure you do not stay in that house another day. Since she voluntarily left that RECORDED message, I thought it appropriate to being it along and play it for the Judge."I don't think Ms. Mesicowski intended to convict herself of a string of felonies, but she has managed to tie a noose around her neck, evidence wise, I mean."Mrs. Bell interrupted. "Honey. Are you talking about Sherrie Mesicowski?" Mr. Bell gave her a look,. It was about 11.30 p.m when this young bloke came over and asked me in a confident voice to dance,before i knew it he had me on the dancefloor with his hands on my hips/ass.God it felt really good being held firmly like that as we danced slowly to the music,I still told him i was married but he whispered in my ear that's the kind of woman he goes for meaning horny bored with the same guy.As the song drew on he started to press his groin against mine by this time he caressing my bum cheeks and.