Well aur time na lete hue meri story pr ata hu. So story start krta hu, kavya ek sexy figure wali simple ladki hai jisne apni figure maintain ki hui h...ai uska figure size bta deta hu 34 28 36, koi bhi dekhe use to chodne ka mann kre, well wo chutio me mere ghar aai thi jb bhi mauka milta use kis krta momo ko dbata kabi gand pr slap krta bt mauka nai milta,Wo bhi mje leti mere lan ko dba kr, bs din nikalte gae, ek din pta mom dad ko local he kici k ghar jana tha aur 2 3 hours to pkke he lgne the. Since it was Saturday, Rachel didn't have to go to school. Since our hours were about the same, we drove in one car and dropped Rachel off at a friend's house to play. After that, we didn't say much to each other. We usually were chatty with each other but the tension was thick. I could tell Diane was still feeling weird about the kiss.When I dropped her off at the Circle L, I felt I should be the one to bring up the subject. "Diane, I don't like these uncomfortable silences. I think I know. .. I really didn't know exactly what. Iwanted to stand up and scream at her, but I was too numb. All hope, alllife just drained out of me as I listened to the pen scritching acrossbright white sheets of paper filled with tiny print.As my mother signed the last page, Madam Martinique pressed one of a longrow of buttons on her phone, then lifted up the handset and began speakingsoftly. "Jessica, would you come into my office? Mrs. Sundry is justaboutready to leave and will need someone to guide. At our house there are two bathrooms. So as not tocause my mother any problems, one bathroom was set aside for the menand one for her. I just went to the men's without even thinking aboutit.When I finished my dad handed me a mop and said, "You will have to useyour mom's from now on."Another thing that had Tommy and me worried was how do we tell ourfriends and classmates about the switch. Mr. Brown already had thatproblem fixed.As I walked into school Monday of Thanksgiving week, I was met by.