“Yo ! Fa….viren” . Damn ! He almost said fatty. Viren stopped while the rest of the lot kept walking. His eyes lit up and a big smile came over ...his face. Viren: “hello bhaii…sir, I didn’t see you after the other night, didn’t even get a chance to say thank you. How are you ?”. Senthil: “yeah, yeah, whatever. Listen man your brother doesn’t need to know about the incident. You understand ? I can’t be seen hanging out with your types”. Viren: “Oh ! My types. I understand. I’m sorry” Viren had his. She went to the beach with me and looked incredible in her hot pink and black bikini. But there was no spark of interest from her to be with me. It was just something to do on a day off for her. I never even made a pass at her, and we never did anything together again. I was a high school graduate, eighteen years old, working for minimum wage in a factory stacking boxes. I had a crappy old car and could barely afford to drive it. And I still lived at home with my parents. It had been over a. It's like neon lights in there, a clean well lighted place. She tastes great, too. Salty with a little earthy edge. I've become a master cunnilinguist since I've been sending Mary out of her head with my mouth. I truly enjoy tongue thrashing her pussy. Of all the girls I know, Mary tops the list of "Women I Want to Fuck". When I first saw Robin, who lives at the end of my block in a two-story Colonial, I put her on the "Women I Don't Want to Fuck" list. Yeah, I keep lists in my head. Who. I think there must have been an open bottle of Dry Vermouth sitting next to the gin bottle," Sam said with an appreciative smile.Before Jamie could answer there was the sound of a chair crashing to the floor and a woman's scream of "Sam Hawkins."There was an immediate louder buzzing in the room as that woman came charging toward their table with others in her wake, that is if a sixty year old woman can be said to charge. "Sam how the hell are you? Gloria Finnie, UGA, do you remember?" Of course.