.. My camera battery was dying and the other charged one was in the car! I stood there for a moment thinking about having to get undressed just to put...everything back on again in just a few minutes. I have to admit, I do hate the process of putting on garter and stockings. Don't get me wrong, I do love the results once they are on. ; ) I decided to leave my corset/garter and stockings on and put my jeans and t-shirt on over them. This started out as a practical solution but I suddenly became. She certainly looks at you like it, when you’re not looking at her. Like how you look at her when she’s looking at me.”I blushed. “Ah.”“I don’t see it myself.”Instead of snapping at her, I just said, “Sometimes the good guys win.”“What does that have to do with you?” She grinned like a demon on the way out.*Over the next three days, I met her family and she met mine, and we suffered no more than the usual discomfort at that. Word spread around school, and after a day of telling guys to fuck off. Aani sagle tayar hi zale.. Pavasacha season hota.. Sunday la janar hoto aaniMadhe niket chya eka chulat bhavacha phone aala ki to weekend la punyala yetoy.. Mag aata aamhi tighe naraj zaalo ki amacha plan cancel honar pan sneha la khush karnyasathi niket ne ek plan banavla.. Ki sneha ani satish ek bike var yetil ani niket tyachya bhavala bike var gheil aani aapan plan na cancel karta sinhgad la jaavu.. Mag plan tharla aani ravivar aala..Niket cha bhau niket barobar bike var basla ani amhi. "I see yourbet, and raise." I didn't see her socks.It was my turn, I guess. So I took off my pants. There was asimultaneous intake of breath. "I see your bet." I tucked my legsunderneath and sat on my haunches."Wait!" Joanne said. "I put down a pair of socks." I bet a pair of pants," I giggled and stuck my tongue out.Joanne snorted, and turned to Janet. "Okay, your turn..."Joanne's voice trailed off as Janet put her cards down, squirmed aroundand tossed her panties on the pile. Everyone.