Jab main waha pahuncha to pooja ko lahnga or chunni main dekhkar dang rah gaya . Kya husn mila hai pooja ko.jisane bhi dekha usako chodane ki sochata ...oga aisa mai sochane laga . Waha kayee gals thi.or sab chudne jaisi thi.lagta tha ki jaise ye sab yahan chudane k liye aayee ho.mera lund itani gals ko dekha kar kulanche bharne laga.chhaya bhi aaj to gajab ki lag rahi thi. Mera man to pooja k saath saath usako bhi chodne ka hone laga.jab programme khatam huaa to maine pooja se kaha ki aaj main. Staci had gotten a job and that, with Don's allotment check had been enough to keep the wolf away from the door. Then, as if taking her husband away hadn't been enough, Bush had to so mismanage the economy that she lost her job when her company went belly up. She hadn't been there long enough to qualify for unemployment and Don's government check wasn't enough to pay the rent, pay utilities and buy food.And now this! She had returned from another fruitless day of job hunting and had found an. Can we talk? I brought a bottle of wine." Sure. Come on in. How was the sculpture garden yesterday?" Okay. I'd love to have your opinion on a couple of the pieces, though. I'm not a critic. I just want to make something beautiful. I'd like to know what I'm missing in a couple of them. I think ceramic is going to be my medium. I don't have aspirations to have things in gardens and parks. I just want to make cool things, you know? I'm babbling, aren't I?" Yeah." Stupid girl. "Um ... why are you. I stared at her naked ass. When she got to the door, she looked back over her shoulder. It was obvious she was displaying her back to me. “You don’t necessarily have to wear a suit ... if you don’t want to.”Then she was gone.And I knew I was in big trouble.I couldn’t go out there naked. I just couldn’t. It was obvious she wanted me to, but I still couldn’t.My mind was in turmoil. What else did she want? How would I know? What if she wanted something I couldn’t do? Or shouldn’t do! I stood there.