" Yep, never saw her before, but she looks like my type. How about it, loser buys dinner."I knew he was good, but to work his charms that quick seemed...impossible. I took the bet. Roger looped back through the parking lot so we could casually drive by her again. He pulled up next to her as she was loading her stuff in the back of her car, and went into his spiel. "Hey sugar, how you doin," was his opening line. A lot of women might have been insulted by being approached like that by a stranger,. After 1 year of my job myfamily started putting the pressure on me to get married, I was not ready yetfor the wedding as I was always wanted to do good in my job and to touch thesky, but you know how is the Indian family, finally I said yes to my family fora boy who was also working in the Mumbai he was an engineer he was from Delhi and was very modern since first time we met each otherhe was crazy for me he said yes instantly and said he want to marry me as soonas possible. We check with our. " That could be the solution to the problem," said Arthur."That might be the solution to Vanessa's problem, but will my sisterand her husband think so too." I stated."There is only one way to find out." said ArthurThat evening I invited myself to dinner at my sisters.My next stop was the hospital to see my niece."Vanessa why didn't you and talk me about your problem?" I asked."You are my aunt and most likely will tell my mother," she replied."I am also a doctor, if you had come to me and told I. “That was such a good fucking,” Trish announced, “and I’ve needed it for a long time, but I’ve got a feeling it won’t be too long before I get it again. From now on, my pussy belongs to you men, and you can fuck me anytime you want to, day or night.”“That’s right, slutty girl, it’s what we intend to do, but what about your sissy husband?”“I don’t need or want him fucking me anymore. He’s not man enough to give me what I need. Look at his pathetic little penis; he could never satisfy me.”“Don’t.