Isha -to convince kar use.Me- nahi hota re usko kaise explain karu samazta hi nahi. Isha- pretend kar mai teri gf hu aur kar explain. fir hum khade ho...gaye, said to her- i dont know ye kya ho raha hai but i dont want to lose you. When i see you i see my world. Zindagi me kuch b ho jaye i won’t leave you alone. Ye tumhari aankhe lagta hai Ki bas dekhta rahu. Ye hoth i want to kiss you. Baaho me pakadana chahta Hu aise Ki sab dard dur ho jaye. N kuch aur bolu usase pahle she suddenly started. Avec de jolies jambes qui arrivaient sur un menu fessier, tout prêt à accueillir de grands coups de reins. Un visage juvénile qui respirait la fraîcheur et l'innocence, quel plaisir se serait de l'avilir ! Et les deux bosses dans son uniforme... Cela présageait des seins dont on pourrait se repaître toute la journée... Il aurait été mac, il y aurait vu une poule aux œufs d’or. Mais étant flic il allait devoir y mettre un peu les formes avant de lui mettre la main au panier. Mais Jean est. We’re almost polar opposites, though. For instance, she likes to dance and sing, and I’m into sports, though I’m not a tomboy. One thing we DO have in common, though, is our love for shopping. We could spend hundreds of dollars on clothes at any time if we had the money. Both of us like to look good. Most of the time we do. At least she does. She could make anything look wonderful. She is so sweet, too. Whenever we see each other we give a big hug, and she squeezes me around my middle. It’s the. "Absolutely. We want to showcase this moment. Your debut so to speak," Janet smirked. "Now, forget the camera and do what I said, take off that top."Carrie unbuttoned her blouse, the very top I had seen her wear earlier in the day, and slipped it off her shoulders."The bra too. Everything, take it all off and quit wasting time," Janet commanded.Carrie hesitated just a moment, perhaps contemplating where this was headed as she unclasped the bra and slid it off too exposing her beautiful perky.