"Um, Dad, I told you I was going to be late, because it was my first bar experience, because I'm nineteen now... remember?" I tried to sound apologeti...c, but I sounded completely drunk, even though I wasn't. Even through his anger I could see his eyes trailing down my body. Oh, did I not tell you what I looked like? I guess I should do that now. I have long, naturally red (it's actually red, not orange) hair, that I got from my mother. Blue eyes like my fathers, pale skin that could be compared. There was one guy that Jamie nearly always stood next to in pictures. He had sandy hair and a big grin. I looked up his name. Grayson Turner. That’s an unusual name for back in the years of Jacks, Bills, and Johns. In all the pictures, Grayson seemed kind of like a Kennedy or something. This golden boy who would have had a crowd of admirers. I wanted to hate him. I did kind of hate him. Mostly because there was something in Jamie’s face in all the pictures. It was there, in the way he smiled. " I extinguished the ball and placed a cold cinder onto Marlow's desk."Very impressive, so you're saying that if we do allow you to have this school, then we won't have any control over it." The Colonel said making a note on a pad that was on his desk."I'm afraid not Colonel. The Art is not something that can respect boundaries; it's like a cat in that respect. All I can say is that we wouldn't be starting any wars or building an army inside the place." I saidThe Colonel sighed. "There has to. Wo bhi mera poora saath de rahi thiSmooch krte krte hi mene uska top or bra nikal di or phir uske boobs ko masalne lagaUsne bhi meri t-shirt or vest nikal diya or muje meri chest pe kiss krne lagiPhir me use bed pe le gayaWo mujhse kahne lagi ki use mera lund dekhna hai. To mene socha ise thoda tadpata hu, so mene use kaha lund dekhna hai to dance krke dikha sexy wala.Wo itni pyasi ho gayi thi chudai ki, ki ek sec me hi uth ke apni jeans nikal di or sexy dance krne lagiDance krte krte baar baar.