Rajni ne apne pati ko samjhaya or pati maan gaya sham ko o jaipur ke liye nikla maine dost ko phone ker kaha ki kal rat rok ker paise dena kyonki aaj ...raat raste main hi rahega. O nikal pada…Maine rajni ko kaha ki aunty sham 8 baje main aunga or tum naha dho ker taiyar rahna o sharmai maine kaha main aata hun bazar se hair remover cream le aaya or ek sexy sa gulabi jangho tak ka night wear use diya or o kahne lagi is se baal kaise saaf hote hai maine use tric batai or ab aage ki kahani set kerne. I wanted to know if I was bleeding, and I knew he needed to see it, too. My client needed satisfaction. A bit of pink spilled along his cock, nothing like period blood.“Oh,” I said. “Not as much blood as I thought there would be.”“What?” he said, looking down now, as shocked to see a little blood on his cock as I was to see so little. I guessed Valerie’s birthday card to Ted hadn’t mentioned my hymen. “You’re a virgin,” he said, stupidly.“Not anymore, Daddy,” I sing songed, staying in. Might as well get to know him a bit, I thought. As I opened my mouth, he looked at me and slammed his hand over his mouth to stifle the laugh."I am sorry, Cara. But you are looking at me twice." Huh? I gave him a look -- the look -- this look had shriveled more than a few oh-so-fragile male egos. This boy was too ... innocent? honest? self-confident? ... to be taken aback. He gestured at my chest. I looked at myself. The sweat had run down my torso, too. It had pooled at the ends of my breasts. "I found you sitting less than ten feet from the truck. You were fast asleep." Jesus!" I had to drag you in here, you were already starting to go into hypothermia." I don't know anything about nursing, so all I could think to do was to undress you and get you into a warm bed, I lit the stove first and then got in with you to give you my heat." You saved my life, Donna." Yeah," she laughed, "And look at the thanks I get for it." I feel ridiculous."She giggled again. "You look it too." Thank God.