It was a seedybar. There was someone lying onthe floor towards the other end of the bar. Gary silently walked around the bar and into a narrowhallway,... leading Jamie by the wrist. Jamie was scared, mostly because they werein a place that reminded her strongly of her sister, but also because Gary was acting weird. He didn?t usually hold her by thewrist that way, and his hand wasn?t usually cold. Gary opened at the end of the corridor and looked in withJamie peeking in from behind him. He was. Anita mere bagal me soi thi.mai dusri taraf muh karke soya tha.rat me karib ek baje anita uthi meri nind khul gai lekin mai soya raha.anita ko pesab lagi thi to o pass me gai aur mutne lagi kyonki mai aur uske papa soye hue the aur baris bhi ho rahi thi.mai uska gand dek liya aur mera lund khara ho gya.o pesab kar lauti aur apni jagah pe laut gai tabtak mai karwal le chuka tha.o mere pas is tarah se soi ki uska gand mere lund se sat raha tha .mujhe bhi maza aa raha tha .thori der bad mai apna. She thought she heard the gravel drive crunch but shook it off. Her panties were the last thing to hit the floor as she heard a knock on the front door. “Damn,” she mumbled, “Just a minute.” She reached for her robe and tied it around her slim waist. She looked through the window, glancing at the car and not recognizing it, as she walked to the door. Mille peered through the peep hole and saw Jared. “What the hell is he doing here,” she wondered. She pulled her robe down as far as she could; it. And he hates her. Hates how sure of herself she always is. How tall and proud she always stands. How their father chooses her in all things.But most of all, he hates how much he desires her.Her long, straight hair is brown and dull, forever braided and coiled on the back of her head, with only a few wisps of loose strands to show any sign of winsome femininity. Her chiton is plain white linen - no doubt to brandish her virtuous purity - decorated with just a handful of small, silver clasps down.