.Au kn bg acha kiBhuaja-na ma kahuna dekhucha ete jhala hei galani bhari byastyia laguchi line bhi nahiMu-tama deha re jhala dekhiki exited hei galini... bhauja (sex feeling asi jauthaye ,icha hauthaye gandire gheinbaku seithi)Bhauja- are knpaiMu-chada bhauja tame kn bujhiba tama katha toh bhai bujhi dauchanti ratireBhauja-ere hai tame ete badmasssss….Asila asila pithi ta jhala re budi galani pochidela…Mu-hm bhauja dekhaya ….Bhauja tamara ketebada backside ahhhhhh bahut bada pithi hug kale bahut. Candice followed my gaze "oh that's Blake Macleod" she said. He was tall, and well built, Definitely my type. "Great he's my new target" I said dropping my gaze as he awkwardly met mine. "He's known as a womanizer on these streets" candice warned. I gathered my purse and walked towards him, ignoring her comments. I grabbed another glass half way thru the room. Just before I reached him I bumped into some lady dancing and she knocked my purse off me causing everything in it to spill out."Shoot!". I've been able to do this without raising any questions because we ride to work under the guise of car-pooling. I simply say that I'm ready to go and we leave. We would go home and have a big laugh over whoever it was that had to go home with a case of blue balls. Mickey laughingly told me:"You better stay on your toes. Relax your vigil and let one of those guys maneuver me outside and I may have to put out for him."She shouldn't have said that - it got me to wondering what she would do if it. “You’ll understand better when we actually get to the Marae. You’ll see that the southern part of the island is one big, flat, barren, rock, with no sign of vegetation anywhere. And since it’s only fifty feet above sea level, it’s constantly battered by the winds and the waves. No one could possibly live there,” Ileana continued her travelogue, as we began our hike towards the southern end of the island.“That sounds pretty bleak,” Rachael noted.“I’m sure it can seem that way to others, but.