Jordan was lead to the photo area where he (again) fixed his hair andmakeup in the mirror and then (again) stood in front of the blankscreen to get hi... picture taken. This time it took three attemptsbefore he had a big and friendly smile large enough to satisfy thesecurity guard."Here you go," said the guard, handing over the badge. His eyes drifteddown to Jordan's chest and the back up again.'Is he checking me out??' Jordan looked at him, shocked and feeling alittle violated.Jordan looked at. Sorry, I know you’re a real girl...”“Stop apologizing. You told me you’d take me back to the dorm. You don’t mind? I can catch a late bus if you’d rather not bother with me.”“No, I’d rather take you. It’s getting a little late, and I’d really rather bother. Really,” I told her. She giggled. She noticed my overuse of the word ‘really’. I didn’t want her, or any students come to think of it, running around alone this late at night. We left, saying goodnight to Monica and her friend on the way. “No ... no problem with the kids. They’ll be with their father this weekend,” she said.“Okay. Can you make it at ten o’clock?”“Yeah, I can make it at ten,” Jessica answered.“All right, I’ll see you at ten this Saturday at Starbucks on Peachtree,” Roger concluded.“See you then, Roger.” Jessica said, ending the call.Friday night, Roger picked up Cathy for dinner and dancing.During the drive over to the restaurant, Cathy asked, “Do you think we can go out on Saturday night next time?”Roger. Maine abhi tak wife ganje ki cigerrate tho pite huye dekha tha par chhilam ka pata nahi tha. Bhabhi ne chillam muh me lagayi , mrs ne uskno jalaya . Bhabhi ne ek bahut lamba kash lagaya aur mrs ko boli le meri tarah anadar ki tarat kash maar, ekdum cool ho jayegi, sheyed mrs ko chhilam ka experience kam tha . Par wo bhi koshish karne lagi. Wo dono ekdum mast ho gaye.Phir bhabhi mrs ko boli , bol ab kya karna chahte ho. Mrs ekdum uske legs me bethkar boli, please mujhe bas apni group me lelo, me.