He finished the photoshoot with a large team photo centred on a smiling Brad.Each player shook his hand or patted his back. Rob handed him a black fel...t pen and had him autograph his hockey stick and a spare hockey jersey. “The Hockey Hall of Fame will have to add another section just for you Brad!” Dale joked, and they laughed.“I doubt that, but just as long as all the pictures have my teammates and coaches in them.”Coach Stanton and Benson congratulated Brad on his historic night and were soon. "You have to remember the Bible is an Eastern book written by Eastern minds. If you start at the beginning you'll give up at Deuteronomy," he pointed to a sheet. "It says you start at the Gospel of John and read that a few times. Then go to Romans and read that," he pointed it out on the sheet. "I don't know where you go from there but they seem to have a good guide to reading it. That is forty dollars for the Bible, it's got a lot of footnotes. He rang up the other two.Lisa paid the bill with. Over and over this went on until she felt a gentle nudge of Carol’s shoe on her back. Again Amy sat behind Jeff on the bench. Carol extended a foot, and Amy removed the sneaker. The room filled with foot funk. Carol intentionally wore those nasty sneakers all day without socks. They both knew how much her feet sweated any way. Without socks, in these filthy shoes, it didn’t take long to create the horrid scent. Holding the warm sneaker hard over Jeff’s nose, Amy again fondled. Pahli bar ajib si filling a rahi thi. Fir vo mere kapde utarne laga jese hi use ne mere shirt ke baton kholne chalu kiye me ek murti ban ke khadi rahi aur apne ap ko nanga hote dekh rahi thi jese hi use ne meri shirt utari bola jan kaya boobs and nipple he me sarma gai aur dar bhi rahi thi me kaya ker rahi hu. Fire use ne meri pant and chadi nikal di aur meri gand pe hath firate huye bola makhan jesi gand he aj maja ayega ese dobbale roti bana ne me . Muje kuch pata nahi chala. Fire vo muje.