Pur jab maine use cam on karne ko kha to usne mna kr diya fir maine apna cam on kiya usne muje dekne k baad comment diya u look handsome tab maine usk... number liya or usko apna diya or humne chat close kar di late night uska 12 bje maine use sms kiya k kya kr rahi ho usne sms kiya mai nhane sone jaa rahi hu to maine kha mai b tumhare bed pe aajo usne kha why not pur tume muje hug kar k sonaa hoga mere taddy ki teha maine kha kyo nahi ,ese hi hum roj milte or baat karte thoreDin baad 13,March ko. I smirked, allowing her to rest her head against the pillow next to me on the bed, and with an exhausted sigh I rose from the sheets and wondered into the darkness of the evicted hall ahead.~~~What a waste it all seemed. You spend an hour with your mother and she has not a word to say to you afterwords. It's not as though things were awkward between us, such activities had been going on long beyond that point. It was something about her apathy about the whole thing, I would almost prefer the. "Oh hi, Tara, I'm was, I was, um." You gonna let me in?" She walked past me looking around. "Nice place but there's a smell, like.." I didn't know what to say. "Don't worry, your slut sister told me what she was doing. I told her she was crazy and just blow you a few times. So she did it?" I nodded. "Didn't think she had it in her. Guess she does now hah." I laughed nervously with her. She was so confident self assured, while I was me."Yeah it was crazy." How many guys she blow?" I dunno, 25,. In the entry way I had seen family photos and now knew Tameesha was married to a white man and had a nice looking healthy family. But right now, her family was supposed to be gone. I concluded it to be a white-lie, because now we were headed into the basement where Keenan had indicated I was to meet Tamesha’s “bitch of a husband.” A short walk down stairs for me, and a painful, degrading crawl for Tameesha, and we arrived at a sliding door to a custom-built room inside the basement. .