. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Ki awaj nikal rahi ti or pura goram hi gia tha, muje dor bi lag raha tha koi dekna le. Phir maine ki yea itna gana j...ungle hai koi nahi dek paiga, tob rc ne mera jip khol diya or inner ki upar se rab korne lagi, uski hath ki touch milte hi mera 8inch lund fan fana uta. Tob usne bola tumara itna bora hai, maine kuch nahi bola or boobs ko suck klorte raha or ek hath se uski jeans ki hok khuldiya, or thora nich kor di or uski penti bi niche kor di, uski bad mera. "I love you, Goddess," I said as I kissed her good night."I'm going to get even with you, lover," Kristen said half-heartedly."Do your worst," I said, giving her a final kiss on the head."They're going to be out until tomorrow morning," I told June."They have class in the morning," June pointed out.I shrugged. "It's not my problem. They nozzled each other." It's only four p.m.," June said. "Want me to make supper?"I shook my head. "Do you know where Roman's is?" Where Patty works?" June asked.I. Knowing the life expectancy and the travel demands on the professional warrior, he could not in good conscience inflict that on any woman that he truly loved.Only since he had settled down with the dojo had Ken started to think about a long-term companion. Unfortunately, he had not found the pool of women available to a rough-looking, fifty-ish, mixed-race non-professional to be at all deep. The day's activities had allowed little time to think about Amelia as other than a woman who needed his. Dylan continued, “But she suggested we ride to the park tonight, told me to have fun with you.”I turned my head so fast I almost turned my bike into his.“What do you think she meant by that?”“I don’t know ... but I’ll go to the Caboose if you want to.”I knew what that meant. Almost every time we went to the park, we would go to this old train caboose that was propped up on 40 ft of railroad track, sort of a decorative thing. Late at night the punk kids would go there to smoke and drink, but it.