Thodi doori par Shweta apney pati Rajnan ke saath sat kar baithi bala ki pari thi . wahan ye tai kar pana mushkil ki in mahiloan mein sabse kheebsoora...t kaun hai. Khair Kafi daer tak baaton ka silsila chalta raha. Beech mein lalita bhabhi mujhse mazak bhi kar leti aur unka saath deti saroj aur shweta main sahrma jaata magar insab mein mere lund maharaj bahut naraz lag rahe they jab se aye they chuchi aur gandon ko dekh kar khade hi they baithey ka naam bhi nahi le rahe they.Mera haal bhi bura. Im 14 years old, in my last year at school, and I find myself the head boy, I cant for the life of me think why, it wasnt down to my academics, I skipped as many classs as I could, not that I was thick, dad had books at home covering most thing and I would read these, so my education was full, but not as taught at school. From an early age I found it easy to make friends, even kids in classs below mine, would come up to say hello and hang about with me, even thought I didnt have a clue who they. Terry and Mike joked later that if I could keep it up, I might meet or beat the course record of sixty-five. After the round, we ate lunch and then watched some of the other players. At three, Terry had me back out on the driving range. We went through every club in the bag just to keep the feel for them. We finished with an hour of putting, thirty minutes of it from as far away as I could get. Terry had this thing about long puts. I thought I should just practice getting closer with my short. The next week was a whirlwind of activity getting all my work off of mydesk and packing for my Tuesday afternoon flight. When the plane took offit was like someone had flipped my switch to off. I was so relaxed; Iactually slept for most of the 2 hour trip. After renting a car anddriving to the hotel, I got my things unpacked and put my clothes togetherfor the next few days.I had picked a hotel with suites so that I wouldn't feel like I was coopedup in one room and it was right on the beach. I.