Aaya aa rahi ho na mai boli aa rahi hai par kya programme hai, wo bola tum aao to sahi, mai aur babhi chal padi babhi boli waha tu muje babhi mat kehn...a pinky hi bolna mai long skirt -top mai thi mamta jean shirt mai, hum dono ravi ke ghar pahunchi humne use b’day wish kiya wo hame ek kamre mai le gaya waha uske 2 dost baithe the hame unse milwaya,manoj 30 saal ka lamba sanwla aadmi, vicky- gora chitta 32-33 saal ka aur ye meri frnd pinky aur meenu wo dono bole yaar tumhari frnd hamari frnd kyu. What sort of small talk could they make anyway? ‘So do you let men bite you often?’ or, ‘Would you object if I fucked you tonight?’ He just drove, nearly blindly, his senses under gentle assault from the faint scent of flowers that seemed to follow her everywhere. He desperately wanted to be somewhere private, alone, safe, where he could examine this delicate flower in his own time. Her shoulders slowly dropped as they drove and she seemed to sense he wasn’t about to do anything threatening.. It was shortly after we were wed. I had no money and before long I was kicked out of our home. I ended up living on the streets. It was there I met Miss Polly, a business associate of Miss Lenore's. She gave me a hot meal, a bath, and bought me this dress." I'm sorry to hear that. Oh, and I'm Andrew." Winnifred, but my friends call me Winnie."Andrew smiled. "May I call you Winnie?" Yes, please."Winnie shared that Miss Polly had taught her some about being a lady of the evening, and how she came. Blake reeked of alcohol which meant Amber had left the party. Blake didn't drink in front of Amber.Blake walked in wearing his navy blue jeans and his blue and yellow Letterman jacket. "Well i'm right here" i said to him. Blake then sat right next to me and said "you Wes, you are my best friend in the whole wide world you know that?" he sounded very drunk when he talked it was almost funny.I smiled looked at him and replied "yes Blake i know, just like you are my best friend" Good" replied.