Main tumhara Lund choosta hoon to mera Lund maza lete hue khada hojata hai, aor jab meri gaand mein Lund ghus jata hai to voh maza lete hue masti muei...n full erect hojata hai, aor jab meri gaand ke chhed mein dhakke padte hain to voh immense pleasure mein apna paani chhodta hai, bas yehi kaam hai mere Lund ka” Voh bola, “theek hai dear jab tumhara mood off hojata hai to main tumhare Lund mein koi interest nahin loonga, sirf tumhari gaand mein mera Lund dalne ke baad hi tum se poochh kar usko. Finally, I just blurted out the first thing I could think of,"Just wondered if you were free for lunch?" Am I free for lunch? I'm always free for lunch; it is a free countryafter all. Did you really mean that? Or did you mean would I have lunchwith you?"Um, with you, I mean with me, uh, you...", she had me so flustered Icouldn't remember how she had asked the question or figure out how tocomplete a sentence. Thankfully, she responded while I was still stammering, "I normally onlygo to lunch. You know what that means..."Robin shook her head. "What?"He reached into his pocket and pulled out a Ziploc bag. "We relax," he said, popping open the bag. He sat back down on the short arm of the sectional sofa and fished out a joint."Is that pot?" Robin stared at the hand-rolled cigarette.Paul's mouth went dry. He would have kicked Brandon if he'd not been so stunned. This wasn't some coed he was offering a smoke. This was the wife-next-door! "Brandon, I don't think this is a good. "We did just that, almost running to the exit. Once we got outside, we scanned the vicinity. It was a long way home, and we'd have to take the subway, and I didn't want to do that without a proper leash. I was too worried about being caught. Ashley noticed a hardware store across the street. "I bet they sell locks, let's go there," she said, and we crossed the street.On the door to the store was the infamous "no boys allowed" symbol. A few boys were chained to a lamppost outside. But there was.