She smiled, kissed me again and went back to the changing room. I waited impatiently for her to come out, hoping that she’d wear something more rev...aling. Suddenly I hear a frustrated cry come from behind her curtain. “You ok love?”“No I’m not, come here and give me a hand will you.”I went down to the changing area to her cubicle and suddenly her hand reached through the curtain and pulled me inside. She pulled me to her and the first thing I noticed as I fell against her, pushing her into. Dono bohot garam ho chuke the and chise out of control ho usse pehle usne kaha ham mere room me chalte hai .Dono room par pohoche as dono bheeg chuke the room me jate hi mene uske kapde utarne chalu kiya vo boli ruk jao 2 min me chaye to bana lun mene kaha anhi aaj to dood se kam ho jaye gaAnd ham dono wildly kiss karne lage mene use diwar se sata diya and kiss karta raha vo boli please love me and me use god me utha liya and uske sofe par lita diya. Uski tshirt utari to dekha kya sexy boobs. I mean, I could guess pretty easily. But theydidn't seem as inclined this summer to say shit to my face and I wasgrateful for that. But honestly, without Michelle there to talk to, itwasn't quite as fun.I made Michelle tell me about Tulsa, but she wasn't that into it so heranswers were kind of on the terse side.Like, "So, what did you and your dad talk about?" I don't know. He's getting married again. We saw this cool band whilewe were there. If they ever play here, we have to go check them. That's when the fighting started." OK, where's the bartender?"Several people pointed to one of the men on the floor. About this time, a doctor showed up and started examining the injured men. The bartender started coming to life and roared out, "STOP FIGHTING RIGHT NOW!" This brought on a big laugh from the crowd, even a couple of the former combatants.The doctor looked at Eddy and said, "None of these men are seriously hurt. The blood is from minor scalp wounds that don't even need sewing up..