I was sharing a bed with this woman and her little kid. Suddenly, this bald head man and his son come and squeezed into it. I got mad and walked all the way home. But the home was far-far off. I had to carry my bulky camera bag and a box of my jewelleries. I climbed stairs after stairs.

Posted on March 7th, 2006 by Lilian
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Heck, I am not used to be tongue-tied like this. So, to cut a long story short, let’s look at the preventive measures :

Posted on March 7th, 2006 by Lilian
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