I went to her and took her hand as I lovingly touched my child's face. We named him Brock Nicolas Callaway, and he consumed our world.Two years later..., as my 24th birthday approached, Brian called me and asked if I could go with him to the local bar. He wanted to discuss something with me. I agreed to go and he said he would pick me up. It was sort of a game to Miri and me; whenever we went someplace like a bar or restaurant with the guys, we would dress nicely and play as if we were. Her thighs began filling out and her stocking shifted and changedbecoming fishnets hooking to the new garter that formed on her new thickhips. Her small black flat shoes began morphing and moving up her legschanging into a pair of above the knee black leather boots, the heelsextending to six inches. Her mind going over thoughts of getting to hermother?s house began to fog slightly and shift as she took the next offramp and turned her car toward her office instead, she had some ordersfor dresses. . Ab jada der na karte hue sidha apni story par aata hu.Coz mujhe malum hai sab k sab is site ko open hi krte hai maze lene k liye apni story share krne k liye. Ye khani pichhle sal ki hai.Jab mai jaipur shift hua mai frds k sath flat rent par lekr rhta tha.Apn roj aas pass ki nayi nayi ladkiya tapa krte the,koi achi ladki dikhi hi nahi ek week tak muhalle me.Last me mayus ho gye hm sab ki kya brmhachari muhalle me flat le liya. Ek din achanak ek bacha aaya n bola bhaiya apme se koi b.Tech kr. "Jessy dear, come on down here" Her mother called again waking her from her thoughts of how her friends were slaughtered and cold processed at the meat plant and turned to the door to head down the stairs, "Well finally miss sleepy head, I been calling you for half an hour? her mother said as Jessica came into the kitchen, "What did you want mom?" Jessica asked as she sat at the table and started to eat her breakfast."Your father’s off to work and wont have time to pick up the meat order today.