I think she must really be a politician. Feeling buzzed, I set my drink on the tray table beside the bed. It’s like she read my mind. She stood up a...nd began to undress. She danced slowly as she took off her clothes. She worked that dress down her body all sexy and slow. I pulled off my long-sleeve T-shirt and basketball shorts quick as hell. I had my dick in my hand. I stroked it as I watched her perform for me. Her tits were like little buds with puffy nipples. I couldn’t wait to taste those. Janice said, “I was wondering if you could come down tomorrow evening for part of your job interview process? Say about seven-thirty. And bring another copy of your résumé.” I had never heard of interviews being done on Sunday evenings, but I figured that it was their company and they must have their reasons.I said, “Sure Janice, I can do that.”“It’s Miss Dubin, if you please.”That seemed a bit much; this was an era when the use of first names was becoming more common in the business world,. I was now on my own with no place to go. I looked through the pockets of my pants and found my driver's license and a fifty dollar bill. I just sat there and cried for the longest time. I had no idea where I would go or what I would do.As I sat in the back yard, I saw that the women were starting to leavethe party. It took about another two hours before the last car pulledaway, and the party ended. I banged on the back door, hoping that itwould be answered, but the lights went out in the house,. Fir hum wapass aa raha tha tho ma na aata time t-shirt or gins ki skart phani the or us ka nicha panty nahi phani mana socha tha ki gadhi raj bhai chalaygha par ulta ho gaya mara papa gadhi chalana lagha .mara pave jare ka beech ma tha .jab papa na 4 gar lagara tho un ka hat mari choot ka tuch ho gaya ,tho unhona mujko dakha par ma dhusari taraf dakh na laghi .thori dar tho who or ma thori jijak tha raha fir ma thori kull gaye koye ki who kuch nahi kah raha tha .fir mana apan pave chora kar dea.