He handed it to me and smiled.“All yours. I knew you wouldn’t have so I snagged an extra.”“Well shit, thanks man” I grin...ned, taking a swig.Off we went to the after party, Daniel and Kathy chatted in the front seat most of the way there while I was too distracted with trying to catch up.We pulled a couple of houses down from the party since the road parking was well occupied by other party goers.There was no mistaking it. This was a fucking party. The music was loud. Saaf pata lagraha tha ki mummy ne bra nahi pehni thi.Mummy ne meri aur dekha aur kaha kaisa lag raha h raj.Maine hosh sambhala aur kaha bahut acha h mummy.Mummy ne kaha thoda chhota rah gya na mujhe lag bhi raha tha.Tabhi maine turant bola nahi mummy isme aap bahut sexy lag rahi ho.Tabhi mummy boli acha bête.Fir hum dono halka sa muskura diye.Fir mummy ne kaha tune khaana to kha liya tha na maine kaha ha abhi 6 baje hi khaaya aur pucha aapne.Mummy ne kaha main bhi abhi kha ke hi yo hu teri mosi. In particular, there was one 9 year old girl Nadine, and her sister Cindy who was 7. Nadine was the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen. At 16 I thought it was strange for me to be attracted to a girl so young, but I didn’t let it bother me too much. Her parents had a pool, so when I baby sat me, Nadine, and Cindy would spend most of our time in it. This meant I got to see both of them in their bathing suits. Nadine wore a blue and white striped two piece and Cindy would wear a. Prisoner. She was a prisoner in a hotel room, ten floors off the ground, sentenced to die a slow death by melting.The exertion of yanking at the stubborn window unleashed a lone bead of sweat from the rear of her jaw. A bead that trickled down her neck, collecting with several more, that were forming in the hollow at her throat. Once more, she gave up."Fuck," she muttered under her breath, resting her forehead on the window.The glass was cool by comparison, prompting her to roll her head slowly.