“Good shot Brad,” Dan complimented.“Wow, ninety-eight!” Carl said, showing Frank the gun number.“Pretty damn good, for a fifteen-year-old ki...,” Frank noted. Dan then switched hands and shot several left-handed.“Holy shit Frank, the guy just shot ninety-nine from his left side!” Carl was amazed.“That’s Dan. Dan Hayward. His son Brad and Mike Johnson played Midget together. No one switches sides like that to shoot in hockey as they do in baseball,” Frank commented.Brad tried some wrist shots from. "Champagne always makes me horny," she giggled.Bob smiled and said, "That's my plan." Bob lifted his glass and said, "To our love."Jenny tapped her glass with his and drank the champagne, feeling the bubbles tickle her nose. Then she saw Bob reach into his pocket. Her eyes opened wide when he brought out a little black box. She noticed that his hands were shaking. "Oh my God," she gasped before he could say a word."Jenny Thompson, will you marry me?"Jenny sat frozen with her mouth open in. " Including Michael, now that you know he's rich?" Of course, you little worry wart." Kathy tickled Christi's taunt little tummy. "You know it's double or nothing." Come on girls," Daddy called from the door, "get the car unloaded so we can eat. Don't be late for dinner!"The happy girls unloaded the boxes and bags and stacked them neatly in the upstairs hall closet. They then changed into white over-the-knee socks and shorty T-shirts and hurried to the table."That's what I like," Daddy smiled. One day my brother has to go outside city in early morning I have to go to rail station in morning. Next morning when I was doing kasrat with underwear on all of a sudden bhabhi came upstair I was shocked I ran keep towel on lower half he came near me and sid devarji aapki body to bahut srong hai. Phir dhire se jism par haath phirake boli kya sakhat hai baju mer land sparsh pate hi machal ne laga chalo tumahare bhiya rah dekh rahe hai vo chali gai par mera land garam ho chukka tha toilet jake.