Ata mala mazya swapnavd paani firnar asech vatu lagle. Khup vichar karun mi ek shakkal ladhavli.Mi:” Mami, sonu divas bhar nusti computer varcach as...te”Mami:” Ho na, pan kai karayche”Mi:” Tila summer camp madhe admission chya”Mami:” Nice idea, tu pahshil ka?”Dusrya divashi mi sarv chaukashiKeli, ani nantr mami sobat jaun, admission ghetle. Ata sonu pan divas bhar gharat nasaychi. Fakt mi ani mamich asaychi gharat. Mi ata mamichya jast close jaycha prayatn karu laglo. Eke divashi amhi gharat. Within few seconds I saw her coming downstairs with a tray in her hand( as kitchen was on 1st floor) . With her each movement her boobs were bouncing up and down, her thighs were milky white and her legs were in great shape and in her wet loose hair she was looking damn hot. I saw Sarthak eyes were first scanning her body from bottom to top and then focused on her boobs without blinking. Sarthak said slowly :kitne Moote boobs ha yaar , bas ek baar mil jaye.Although I was shocked to hear this. ‘Abby, I love dad, I was just soo angry at him for what he said. I couldn’t get over it, but as dad’s health just demonstrated, life is way too short, and I don’t want to be angry at him anymore,’ Ayla murmured. ‘Fair enough. I’m sorry for being such a bitch,’ Abby said. ‘Apology accepted.’ Ayla looked up as Shane walked into the waiting room with cups of coffee and blueberry muffins. ‘My hero,’ Ayla said with a smile. ‘Where’d you find this guy?’ Abby wanted to know. ‘History class,’ Ayla. I wrote it down for him but when we reached the Place de la Concorde, whichI had seen pictures of, I realised I had to get out a map because I knew weshould be nowhere near there. After thirty minutes we eventually got toPigalle and I was left wondering if I would have been quicker to go bytrain, I have since learnt that I would have been but that the taxi shouldhave taken less than 10 minutes.Serge had told me to meet him at a club near Pigalle which had cabaretsingers and to ask for Serge. .