I suddenly wonder if this will be the last person I see in my life. Out of nowhere, waterfalls of summer shower hit the truck from all sides. Its inc...ssant pounding matches perfectly with the internal warfare I combat silently. Surging forward with great speed, we slide wildly onto the exit almost veering off the ramp. Pumping my imaginary brake, I let loose a loud howl and clutch the door handle. “You crazy motherfucker! Let me out!” I scream as we finally screech to a stop alongside an. Main sabki nazro me bhot sarif tha isliye uske mummy papa ne bhi koi aitraz nahi kiya. Gao se bahar nikalte he wo bike me meri kamar pakad kar baith gai raste me gaddhe hone k karan usne mote mote chuche meri peth ko lagRahe the tb humne bat start ki aur mujhe pata laga k wo bhi mujhe like krti h aur jb rat me muth mar raha tha tab usne mujhe dekh liya tha maine bike sunsaan jagah pe roki aur use kis karne lag gaya usne bhi mujhe jor sePakad kr kis krna start kr diya pas he me bhot jhadiya thi. The dress flowed about her in a sexy, feminine way. Her dark hair flowed about her shoulders framing her pretty face and warm smile. She wore little in the way of jewelry save for a delicate gold bangle on her right arm. We exchanged greetings and were directed to a private dining room. I suspected Kerry had arranged this as part of her business agenda. It was a room that might have accommodated a banquet however there was but a modest table set for four in the center of the room. Toni, our. Before the food arrived, the lights dimmed and she realized they were raising the light on a small stage that she was not aware of.Pretty soon, the music of "Saint Louis Blues" by Louie Armstrong started; softly at first, then increasingly louder. A young girl came out on the stage and started to gyrate. It was obvious she was going to take her clothes off. This was some kind of dinner/theater for exotic dancers.After the girl was naked, she walked among the audience with a derby hat that she.