Greg ran to rescue it before it was swallowed by the ocean. He grasped it and turned back to see where it had come from, and there, running towards hi...m was a young woman in a red bikini. She was moving awkwardly because she was carrying a heavy book in one hand, and her other was trying to cover her chest with a flapping bra. Greg realized that she must have been sunbathing topless and had quickly grabbed the other half of her bikini when she took off after her hat. “Here,” he said, holding it. I wasunique, and there was always a mild buzz around me. But for her the mathwas simple, for every photo that was snapping in my direction, was one notsnapping in hers. For every line in a paper used for my name, was one notused for hers. And because we were both in the stable of models forseveral of the same designers, we did many shows together, so for her this"problem" never went away. But what bothered her the most was she couldn't get under my skin as shedid with the other models. It is. Mi nirkhun pahile tar to blouse kalya taktait nylon sarkhya kapdacha ani khup sexy hota. tyacha aakar normal blouse peksha barach lahan hota. to pudhun deep ‘v’shapped lowcut ani magun sampurna backless hota. pudhun aatyache khajuraho balls cha varcha barachsa bhag disat hota. to v shaped lowcut aslyane balls madhil dari purna disat hoti. narmal blouse madhe balls khalipan blousecha thda bhag asto pan yat tase ajibat navte, janu kahi blouse che cups tiche balls zaknya sathich banavlele aahet.. Pretty good isn't it?" He laughed while the others stared at him and still tried to understand how a joke could have no point and was still supposed to be funny."Actually your father happens to be more correct than he knows. The people who buried this were all from what is now Sweden and they were lost." Greg heard the humor in Dog's mental voice."Is there anything else in there, do you know." Greg looked at his friend.Dog hesitated before he answered, "I am not certain, but I believe there.