For her to actually live, exist, something else must die andcease to exist. It's the natural order of things." Who determines what must die so that sh... might live?" You do," the voice said.* * *Joshua was frantic, searching the computer and all the switches in thecontrol booth for any loose connections, whether any of the synthesizerswhich they used to produce the Music of Change were malfunctioning or someold recording of the Doctor's was somehow on playback.Everything registered normally on. I wished for people to hear me no one did. I wished to go to Vegas but I remained on Main Street.I went downtown and into my old office where I had worked as a writer, and I saw a colleague of mine. He was extremely cute, with a smile that could crack an egg. He was bisexual and a swimmer; his body made my pussy wet even when I was dead. Unfortunately he was in a relationship with some Swedish guy, who worked as a model for Calvin Klein. But now I decided to experiment with my new free will. So. Gote hata blausa sahit mo doodha ku chipila. Ara hata ku anta talaku nei mo bia bala ku sala sala kala. Mu swami chada kaha sahit hei na thili. Sashi dhire dhire mara sabu khuli pakeila. SAshira bayasa sina 40 pakha pakhi. Hele maaraa 24. Mo doodha ku dekhi kahila bhala te heichi. Mu pura nangala dhili. Maatee ta jangha re basei mo phungula dehare hata maru thila. Majhire majhire mo doodha ku bhookila bhali anauthila. Kahili tamara kuade badate. Dekhauna. Sange sange Sashi sabu khuli pakeila.. "Nice ass on her, swing her around again," her body forced around so the leader could get a better glimpse at her panty covered ass cheeks. "Let them fall around her ankles," he ordered the other. She felt them pulled down until they bunched at her ankles."Please, don't strip me naked," she begged.She was pushed back down onto the bench, her captor moving behind her, his hands moving quickly to her breasts. She felt his big hands squeeze them painfully before moving down and pulling her sweater.