Then we got our coats and walked together to the Clinton house.“Merry Christmas, Precious,” Bea said as we came through the door. She winked at me..., but it was obvious she was talking to Xan. Xan gave her a big hug and ran to see the babies. They were seven months old now and Cassie and Mary were feeding them. Josh was doing his best to get in the way and John was sitting at the table laughing. Xan gave each of the little ones an origami swan and then ran to crawl into John’s lap. I got sweet. Dekha jaye to Bhawna hi nahi meri apni Shobha bhabhi bhi. Pata nahi kaise par jo bhi woh chahti hai woh hota hai. Is soch mein main bistar par pada hua tha. Tab darwaza khula aur Bhawna lambi kali robe mein andar ayi.Bhawna: Hello! Good morning, uth gaye janaab?Main uth baitha aur aankhe meenchta hua bola: Haan good morning.Bhawna hasti hui boli: Hahaha! Kal raat ki thakaan nahi gayi kya?Main: Are haan, Neetu kidhar hai?Bhawna: Badi yaad aa rahi hai tumhe!Main: Nahi matlab bas pooch raha. Aannn dhunganavar chave ghet datan shikke utavat nishan banavu laglo/ annn ek botan pucchit aat baher karaun ata saddi fedun bajula karat blouz kadhayla hatan thann badat cholat gand chatu laglo ahhh ahhv oohhh masttt hhh.Leela mami : ah mala pathmorich nagdi karun tu maji bhali mothi gand pahatch rahila hota. Kharach maji gand yewdhi mothi aan pahnya sarkhi hoti ki tuji najarch halat nawhti.Mi : mi haluch bajula thevlili usshi tumchya potakhali lavli ann tyamul gand aajun var zali aan mast.. She had dark honey coloured hair that she wore cut short and raggedy looking, I thought it was cute, and it suited her face. She had lovely big gold and brown eyes and a dark cream complexion. She was close to 173cm tall and looked petite beside me.She had all the right curves in all the right places and while not huge up top, I thought she had lovely breasts and couldn’t wait to suck on them. She was also a lot stronger than she looked. She had a nice even temperament, and in some ways, she.