"You're getting too loud! If you're going to raise this much of a ruckus, then at least pass me one of those bottles!"The girls whoop at the top of th...eir lungs and hand their coach a bottle. Ms. Samson is barely out of college and still thinks of herself as a cheerleader. She still looks like one too, with her long, blonde hair and her trim figure. She's only technically an authority figure. Since becoming the cheer team's manager you've fantasized about her almost as much as the actual. Her eyes were wide open, looking the people up and down."Who are these people and why are they dressed like that. Is this a hippie commune or something?" She stammered, but her accent was south-east."A nun," I exclaimed."Yes, I picked her up just ten minutes ago, her car had broken down and I was taking her to the next service area. My name is Bill Thornton, but you can me Geordie if you want to." Well Bill, you are stuck here for at least until October and by that time it's as cold as in. Uss ki choot bilkul saaf aur pink thi magar bohat ziyadah chudi huwi thi. Mera andaza (jo ke baad mein theek sabit huwa) tha ke saima takreeban roz chudwati hai. Anyway, mein ne uss ki choot chtatna shuroo kardi aur uss ko apni zaban sey chodne laga. Saima bilkul pagal hogayee aur chilane lagee “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmm chooso bappa meri choot ko. Pani nikal do meri choot ka. Uffffffff”. 5-6 minute tak mein saima ki choot chatta raha aur phir mera moonh saima ke namkeen. Old Mirah had come to her then after the first two days of visiting withher family."What's the matter child, you should be happy to be home?" This," she motioned around her to everything. "This no longer feelslike home," she said sadly."Then your life journey is not complete." Old Mirah took in how Stazieand Litta interacted with her, how protective they seemed. "Walk with meChildren," she had directed them, leading them back to Pole Dancer."Fern, these two are your family," she gathered their.