.Fir usne theji se andar bhahar krne lga or shivani ke chut se khun niklne lga or shivani rone lgi fir bari bari sbhi ne use choda or 3 ghante me sbhi... jad gye shivani ro rhi thi or spam se nhae hue thi ajay ne uska yek video bna liya tha fir pacho ne biyar piya or maine shivani ko leke bhathroom me chla gya …Vha par maine phle usko sabunlga ke khub nhlaya fir maine uske chuchi ko pina suru kiya vo bhi dire dire gram ho gae or usne khud nera land chusna suru kiya 10 minat tak chusne ke bad mera. How was work?" I asked as a normal wife would as their husbandafter a long day at their job."It was a long day, but I'm glad to be home. I was thinking since youalways cook, why don't we order pizza tonight?" Said Peter.Nodding in agreement I went for the phone, and called the pizzadelivery place I knew that they ordered from. It took about 30 minutesto get there, while I and Peter struck up a conversation. Then thedoorbell rang."Pizza Mania!" The delivery boy called from the outside.* * * * *. He had taken me to a place where my femininityblossomed, letting me enjoy that sense of wholeness and being wanted,then he bragged about it to his friends, telling them that I put out!In a sense I guess I should be grateful. After all, if he says I putout, it presupposes that I am really a girl, right? And if I'm a girl,then I'm not a boy, which is what I'm trying to hide anyway. Most ofthe boys wanted to believe that one of them got lucky, so they boughtinto the lie, hoping that they would be. "Indeed! And who was this boy?" Dad asked immediately."His name is Chopper, and he lives in Vakkha, far north of us on the river. I was there to assist after a fire had burned a large part of the town, and he and I spent some time together." Will you return to Vakkha to see him?" Mom asked."Probably not. He is sixteen, and tall and handsome and a faithful son who is tending two ailing parents. But there is war along that stretch of the Shadar, and it doesn't appear to be close to ending. He.