”“I’m serious champ. I been talking to her on facebook, how I was sick and what not and I swear she was flirting with me.”“When? What’d sh... say?”“Yeah, she messaged me saying she hopes I feel better and that she makes good soup for that. What does she know about making soup? Haha. Anyway, we talked for a while and she told me I gotta try her soup. We wanna try her soup alright, eh champ?”“Are you sure? I mean, I don’t want us to get into any kind of trouble. Still have the messages.”He pulled. I got that in the first Gulf War." You really are a hero! Wait until I tell the Captain about this. May Ishake your hand? I have never met a real hero before!"They shook hands and then the police officer said, "The suspect said allhe saw was a blur and the next thing he remembers is that he was on theground going to sleep. Do you know karate?" No, that's a different martial art. I studied in Japan for a number ofyears and had a very old teacher, and he instilled things in me thatallow me to do. Fir ham dono bed pe late gaye, nimmi ka to pata nahi par mera pora mood ban gaya tha sex ka, sone ke apporx 2 hr baad meri ankh khuli to dosari side muh karke leti thi.Maine kuchh sochte hue use peche se hug kar liya aur hanth ko breast jahan se suru hota hai wahan rakha. Kaske hug kiya, mera lund pora khada ho chuka tha aur lower ke andar se uske gand pe halke halke ragadne laga, usne ankh kholi aur dhere se bola ki lag raha gf ki yaad aa rahi hai.Maine kaha kaan, fir maine dhere se hanth uske. The trained woman bent the injured hand a little more in emphasis of herpoint, and the man cried out in agony.It was then that Harriet felt a bare hand press against the back of herown neck, which resulted in her concentration...and her everythought...suddenly going haywire."You?re not going to do anything to that man," a female voice behind herfirmly instructed.Harriet?s eyes boggled as her grip loosened, allowing the bald bodyguardto free himself from the painful hold.He then looked at the.