“It’s me, homes,” Skoal’s voice replied. “Open up, dude.” I stood up and cracked the door open, being sure to conceal my glistening tube...steak out of Skoal’s view. “What’s going on out there?” I asked my friend. “Who’s out there?” “I guess it’s your girl’s roommate.” “Who’s with her?” “It’s her parents I think,” Skoal replied. “Dude, let’s just get out of here. This is not cool. I don’t know any of these people and I don’t wanna sit out there and talk to them while you’re in here. It was a lot shorter and probably a lot safer than the paved road. There were some horses running free in a field and they were curious about two humans walking in their territory. It looked like they had no concerns with the little stream running though their field and the huge supply of hay stacked along the fence and the lush grass growing wild with the excess of rain in recent weeks.They moved low along the fence line and went down an incline into the low ground used as drainage runoff for. Me- “Acha main badmash, aur tum??”Anu(fumbling)- “k..k..kya badmashi haan?”Me- “Yeh DNE kaun hai aur yeh itni gandi msg kyun kar raha tumhe”Anu- “Galti se mujhe bhej diya hoga…”Me- “Accha galti se usey tum hotel pe ho ye bhi pata chal gaya hai, haan?? Jaldi se bolo…kaun hai woh, aur kya kya huwa hai tum logo ke beech warna….main yeh msg Papa ko dikha dunga…Pura full details chahiye, kyunki mujhe pata chal gaya hai tum dono ke karnaamey…”Anu- “Kya!!! Badmash, sharm nai aati hai….”Me-. Elle a des cheveux châtains qui lui arrivent au milieu du dos, et des yeux verts qui contrastent avec sa peau très pâle. Elle a des fesses bien fermes, pour ce que j’en vois à travers ses jeans, ses petites robes ou ses leggings de sport, mais le plus remarquable est sa paire de seins absolument énormes pour sa carrure. J’ai déjà eu l’occasion de fouiller dans son dressing, et ses soutiens-gorges (dont certains particulièrement affriolants) font du 90E !Mes sœurs, Margaux et Emma, ont donc.