Com kar chukka tha aur muje ak job mili ti me aur ma bahut khus the sab kuchh normal chal raha tha ak din me apne ak dost ke ghar se blou film dekh ke... lot raha tha mene asi film pahli bar dekhi thi aur meri ankho ke samne usi film ke chidi ke sin meri ankho ke samne aa rahe the me ghar pahunch mere ghar pahunchte hi meri najar apni sexy ma par padi aaj me use ma ke rup me nahi ak aurat ke rup me dhekh raha tha mene soch ki ma lagbhag 17 sal se bina land ke rahi he kyona aaj use me apna land du. Imagining...)"As I was driving over, I wondered all the way whether I'd actually have the nerve to meet you. Still; here I am."(...Imagining. Oh my; now I'm looking at her legs. I can't stop myself. Wrapped in those, what is it? Stockings? Hold-ups? Tights? Please don't be hold ups or tights. Please let it be stockings. Black, broad mesh and spots. Is there nothing about her that hasn't turned me on? I hope she can't see me squirming.)"I know. So many men ask me about my fantasies."(Really? I'm. ”“Like a programmer?” I was intrigued.Jacob shrugged. “I guess, yes. Whenever I see your mother, she always mentions that you are stuck in your room on your computer.”I flushed red. I could feel it.Tucking my light-brown hair behind my ears, I focused on taking another sip of my beer.My mother was always doing that. I know exactly why she was always mentioning me to him. No doubt she was comparing his kids to me. I never lived up to anyone in her eyes.Well, at least she thought I was doing. On a pretty standard summer Saturday night I was radio’d back to the office and asked to come upstairs where I was asked by one of the operators if I would take a young lady home but she had no money and would come into the office the next day and leave the fare at the desk for me . She was about 18-20 ish and a very good looking girl too, long straight shiny dark brown hair, mini skirt, great legs, and figure with a designer bolero jacket and very sexy high heels, damn good looking too. Being.