"Andy, you know that isn't true!" The hell it ain't, and you know it."He slid his fingers through the deep furrow between her legs."Jesus, you're wet,... baby. You want a little?" he said.Beth let her legs come open, the need suddenly strong. "No, I want a lot," she answered, reaching down to press his hand tighter."Take off your skirt, honey, let me get a good look at you," he said.Beth stood up and pushed her skirt down her hips. She let it slide down to the floor and stepped free."Don't sit. She moved to slide her innocent white panties down but he held his hand to stop her. "Last! he ordered and nodded instead to her breasts. She slid the straps down, releasing her arms, and slid the bra around so as to make the catch easier to reach. As the bra dropped to the floor she grabbed her own breasts covering the nipples, but covertly tweaking them with thumbs and forefingers for an added thrill to the one she was barely containing within that last garment. The effect on her adversary. I had some — I know I'm not supposed to — and Angie had some too. Then she drank something they called 'Jungle Juice'. I think it had some booze in it or something, 'cause she started acting really drunk. That's why I'm calling you, Dad. She just went into a bedroom with some high school guy!" Where are you? I'll be right there!"High school punks parted like the Red Sea before me as I strode through the beer-sodden ranch style on the far side of town. I quickly found Cindy, and she looked. Aane ke bad khana khane ke bad match khelne gya fir aaya or chai pi or mai or meri didi baith ke bat kar rhe the meri maa kahi bahar gayi thi Meri didi mujhse se puch rhi thi ab kaise din katenge tumhare mai kuch samjha nhi maine didi se pucha to bolj kuch nhi aise hi muh se nikal gya wo muskura kar chali gayi rat ko hmne khana khaya or sone chale gaye ma apne kamre mai chali gyi or mai apne or didi unke kamre mai chali gayi. Mujhe nind nhi aa rhi thi to mai computer par blue film dekhne laga.