She shoved her sister out of the bathroom, and locked the door. "Why does she have to be such a bitch all the time?" she whispered to herself, as she ...took a nice long shower. "If it was her, I wouldn't make fun, or anything." A very nasty idea came to her mind. "What if it was her? That would sure put Missy Prissy in her place!" Cathy felt ashamed of herself, and finished her shower. Her idea was just too nasty! Cathy was a long time, trying to sleep.The next day, Cathy felt a little better.. I knew I was taller than most girls my age. Compared to the women on TV or in magazines, I looked like a bunch of sticks leaning in the corner. My little titties were just bumps on my flat chest. Very sensitive bumps, I might say. They was always tingling at the strangest times. I'd ask cousin DJ about that, one of these days.I put on clean panties, my favorite pair, they had three little roses on the front. I didn't want to wear a school dress, too plain, but didn't want to wear a Sunday dress. Ouhaa.. mene kaha solid tight gand hai,mene fir do ungali dali..aur vo aur jor se chika….mene kaha Rajesh chiko mat.. me to check kar raha tha ki meri boss ka maal kesa hai..!Mera loda tana huva tha.. aur mene Rajesh ko bataye bina hi usaki gand me de mara… ek shot adhe se jyada mera loda andar gus gaya tha… vo chika aur khade hone ki koshish bhi to mene use upar se dabaya aur pura loda thus diya usaki gand me!! Vo lagbhag ro pada … Rajesh chik ke bola.. fuck you , nikalo..its too big… oh. No one had, and he had been a trifle disappointed at this low level of security. Once he was away from the compound, he would remove the extras and restore it to workable condition. The ammunition was packed tightly in polystyrene inside the door panels; the boxed rounds being easily accessible if you know which screws were actually removable. Most were apparently rusted in place, stopping unwanted prying.Ready to roll, he waited for the girl to appear. She eventually came out, looking.