This story is about my elder sister name changed Hina , with a great figure 32-28-34; she is very attractive girl.This is my first story that’s why...i am giving u the detailed introduction. Let’s starts the story :(Mai na apni behno ka bare mai kabhi ghalat nahi socha tha,yaha tak ka mai na ,kabhi un ko ghalat nazar sa bhi nahi dekha tha,mjha ya he pata tha k meri behnein bht sharif hai,magr mjha kya pata tha meri bari behn Hina , itne bari randi hai. Ya mjha tab pata chala… Jab mai aik din. They had grown up together and had come to see each other as brothers. In their teens they had joined up with Tiffany and two of her friends to form a small rock band that never got famous. Now Tiffany worked for a large company as a secretary and the three shared a house payment. The other two band members, Kira and Blake, both still lived in town and visited, but had their own jobs and places."Alright here's the bet," Jack began as Danial listened intently."This girl is supposedly still a. I like it.” Keisha said as she pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head and took a look around.Keisha was surprised at how warm and welcoming his home felt. His home didn’t scream “western” or “country” as she had envisioned. She’d pictured animal heads as hunting trophies, wood paneling, and plaid. Instead, his place was furnished with quality yet modest contemporary decor in a neutral palette. She smiled to herself thinking how easy a place like this could become like a second home.“Come. At half-past eight, her phone rang. At Tom's voice, she relaxed somewhat."Sorry, love. I didn't say what time I'd get in, did I? We're in the Colne now. I should be with you by midnight. Don't wait up, will you?"Half relieved to hear him, half cross he would be so late, she just said, "Take care, Tom," before hanging up. She covered the bowls of salad, made herself some tea and sat down with her guitar, a tune running through her head, words coming, unbidden, to fit it. Words written in the.