Or didi thak chuki thi chal chal kay or main be . didi ko os nay batha diya or main side pay ho kay bhath gaya . os nay aik taraf say kuch fruit uthay...a or didi ko diya , didi nay aik apple mujay pakra diya to wo hum dono ko dhata raha . didi nay pani ka ishara kiya to wo mashaq ko uthnay gaya to main didi kay pass ja kar bhath gaya . os nay jasay he mujay didi kay pass bhathay dhaka to mujay zor say aik thaphar mara or bola or ishara kiya es say door raho . or main jaldi say apni he behan say. She now brought the object in her hand into plain view. It took me a second or two before I realized that it was a rather ornate maid's cap with a round, frilled, white cap with a shirred black and white rim. Two wide black on white ribbons extending down the back."And here's the favor I wanted to ask you," she muttered, her concentration on straightening out the ribbons for a moment."What favor? What are you talking about?" I said."Why. Isn't it obvious?" she said, lifting it up and putting it. Their dances were a mixture of Scottish reels, and Jigs, barn dances and what we called old time dancing. She had never done anything like that but she agreed to go. If you have never been to a Ceilidh (pronounced Kaley) then you will not be aware that it requires a great deal of energy to dance every dance. Dances like the eightsome reel and strip the willow and one or two others leave you exhausted at the end of them.Once Carol Anne got into the swing of things, if it had not been that one or. Her tiny breasts perky and firm. Just a tad pigeon-toed, but cute as hell. Tender pale skin. So young and sweet. Happy with her own long straight brown hair. Fluffing it now with her delicate fingers. Making herself pretty for Paul and for herself. The dog is prancing about the room, barking now and then, wanting to play. She ignores him, still rubbing lotion into her skin, preparing for her morning. Now she walks over to the daybed and picks up the small camisole she will be wearing around the.