Phir nikhil bola yarr tuje malum nahi kabhi ek bar apani didi ke bare me soch ke dekh bahoot maja aayega.me yeh sunte hi use bola chal yarr me gar jat... hoo.To nikhil bola beth na yaar to me bola nahi yaar aaj sham ko didi aane wali he bombay se shadi ke bad paheli bar.phir woh bola tu esbar apani didi ke bare me soch ke dekh.phir me use pagal bolte hoowe waha se gar ki aur nikal pada.me jese hi gar pahoocha to mene ek badi si bag apane kamre me dekhi.aur mere kamare ke bathroom se pani ki aavaj. It was the same green-and-orange freak from before, with three new friends and a girl who appeared to be in trouble. His mind scanned forward to assess the situation, and he smiled to himself. This was going to be interesting."Some people just never learn!" he said as he stopped the leader from slicing open the girl's shirt."No, they don't." the leader said with an evil smile. The girl backed away, and the four men turned on him. The leader and two others drew guns. "You should learn not to. . three times and each time was revived. After the third time they put me on a respirator.” She pulled open the collar of her gown and Chris regarded a circular scar on her throat, just above her collarbone. “After that I was in a coma. I began having out-of-body experiences. I would look down from the ceiling and see myself on the respirator.”“I ... I always thought those were myths ... urban legends.”“I wouldn’t have believed it until I experienced it. Eventually I recovered. Somewhat by. . by liberally applying her boot to my ass, sometimes.”“I see. While I’m at the fridge, can I bring you two something?”“A glass of cold water, please,” said Karine. “Me, I’ll have a beer,” added Roger.A few minutes later, Paul came back with the towel, a glass of water and the two beers and, after handing out the drinks, spread his towel and sat down facing them. “So, what’s up? You both look like the proverbial cat that ate the canary.”“Well, first... /I’m preg...” said Roger and Karine at the.