“Not your type then?” she inquired sweetly.“An entitled rich girl who needed taking down a peg? Not my type, although I might be tempted to teac...h her a proper lesson on another night. Please don’t be offended. She’s your friend after all.”“No offence taken,” Brooke assured, although she could not help but wonder what the ‘proper lesson’ might entail. “It’s good she doesn’t get her own way all the time.”He leaned closer, whiskey tumbler cupped in his broad palm. “So tell me, Brooke, how jealous. " She's only got to be one and one for another couple of weeks. If you want to visit, now is the time." Tim was fiddling with his watch."She won't mind?" Other than the fact that you and Junior look like twins and Wendolyn is sure to be jealous... ?" Tim started laughing. "I'm betting she's going to have a problem looking at her mother looking like her daughter."Wendy whacked him."OW! Wench!!" Well ... make me old again." Can't ... Rejuvenation is just that ... rejuvenation ... you can't go. If only Mike could look at her the way that the young man in the store had… she thought naughtly. But there were still chores to do and Ceras sighed quietly. The laundry wouldn't put itself away. But she really liked the way the silky outfit felt against her skin – it seemed such a shame to take it off again and change into her boring house clothes. What if she kept it on for just a little longer? She wondered, It wouldn't really hurt, would it? With another quiet giggle, Ceras slipped on a. Maine uske poore sharir pe sabun lagaya fir use paanise dho rahi thi. Jab mai use dhoo rahi thi tab mera haat uske land ko laga baap re kya garam tha wo mene niche jhuk kar dekha to uska land firse bahar aya tha. Mene saf karne ke bahane uske land ko haath lagaya to wo uchal pada aur poonch hilate huye mere najdik aya aur mera sharir soonghne laga maine use nahalana tha isliye apne saare kapde nikale the aur bra panty par thi. Wo meri grdan ko soonghte huye mere pet kitaraf aya mujhe dar lagne.