Bhaijan karna toh cahathi hun magar … toh maine kaha agar magar kuch nahi bolo iske liy mery pas ek upay [dia] hai agar tumhe pasand hoto mai tumhe ...bata sacta hun.jisse hamari khandan ka ijjath bhi na jaye aur kisi ko pata bhi na chale aur tumhari kwaish bhi puri hojaye.tho wo intresting swar me bolne lgi kya bhaijan aisa bhi koi rasta sacheme bhi hai jo ke itnesare faide ho to jaldi boliye na bhaijaan who idia kya hai..bolona plss.Toh mai kahane laga ke tumhe ek aisa ladka chahiye ke who. She had come to my house with her parents on her Indian visit. As it was my summer holidays and I was staying in home we both had got lot of time to get introduced. To tell about this girl she’s 5’5 in height and got a soft skin. She’s gonna stay at our home for a period of like 10 days..! When I saw her first after many years (we used to be friends in childhood but she got away to abroad when she was 11) it was like heavenly girl walking on earth. We got introduced with each other and most of. Don’t open the book until you’ve driven to the Riverside Mall. Inside there’ll be two boxes. Only open the gold one.’ *** The sweaty bookstore clerk gave Celia the creeps and she was glad to be driving away — fast. Five minutes later she opened the hollow book to see a gold box and a green box. A note inside the gold one read, ‘J. C. Penny’s swimwear department is holding a suit for Mona Wanamaker. Make sure it fits. Drive to the downtown Sheraton. Take the book and the suit inside. Ask the. His lips, though its winter, are still as soft as ever. He reaches back and gently brushes my leg. His head rests on my arm, and I give it another kiss. His hair smells sweet. My fingers twirl a long piece of blonde hair as my other hand begins to explore down his stomach ever so slowly. Time ticks by slowly, the logs adjust, sending a swirl of fireflies into the dark space above, and he slowly sits up. I do as well, and we begin to kiss. Our tongues slowly caressing the others, lost in the.