They stood out from the thin fabric like pencil erasers. All the men in the place suddenly stopped what they were doing to look at her. She slyly smil...d at me and we spotted a booth not far from the pool table. There were several men standing around it, playing. Their eyes transfixed as they watched Elizabeth stroll thru the place. Elizabeth was eyeing the cowboys too, with their tight western jeans and lean builds. She always had a thing for cowboys and I didn’t mind since it always boosted. Normally I don’t drink a lot, usually only at social occasions and never more than two to three glasses. Finishing a whole bottle alone had the desired effect and I had been too drunk for coherent thought, killing my ability to wallow in constant self-pity by rehashing my thoughts.It was after two a.m. when I had finally managed to crawl in my bed, although not before throwing up in the toilet bowl. My upset stomach couldn’t handle the amount of liquor I had imbibed and decided to spew it back. My heart was racing; I was at a loss for words.She continued; "I got to thinking about what you told me. It kind of excited me too, and I kept thinking about how you said it would be really okay with you. Besides, I know you would fuck the hell out of me when I got home if I did it." Who?" I asked."That's for me to know and you to find out. That's part of the fun. I can tell you it's not the guy I danced with at the party. And if you want, you can call it off. I'm doing this for you, even. Fir aunty mere pass aye or boli sanu beta tum apni aunty se pyar nahi karoge mai bola meri randi teri bur to mai din raat chodta rahu mera chale to to boli chodo na kon mana kiya hai or lund chusne lagi tab tk naras milk la diya mujhe peela di or khud lund per milk gira ker peene lagi ek dum randi lg rahi thi .Jab khatam hua to fir mai usko dhudh khub dabaya or gaand me ungli kerne laga oo uuuma umma ooo ker rahi thi fir boli pls chodo mujhe fir mai apna 7 inch ka saman uske bur me mara pura ek.