.I love hen nights and always try to spice them up a bit. I always get my dare cards from a saucy shop on line which has more risky dares… “You mu...t spend the rest of the night with no knickers on” “You must snog the hen” or “You must pick a guy and show how you do deep throat on his bottle of beer”. Hen nights I go on always seem a bit wilder…Anyway it turns out that this particular hen do must have bought their cards from the same place I went to. This girl come over to Jerry, showed him her. Dadaji bich bich mein apne jeev ko meri mummy ke nipple ke gol gol ghumane lage. Meri mummy utezit ho jaa rahi thi. Dadaji ne bari bari se meri mummy ke dono sthuno ko chusa.Jab unhone apna muh upar uthaya maine dekha meri mummy ka dono chuchi bingh chuki thi. Aur ek dum khada upar ke taraf ho gaya tha. Dadaji meri mummy ke chahre ko dekh rahe the. Dadaji ne mummy se pucha, “Theek hona ek dum?” Mummy ne kaha haan.Dadaji pura let gaye meri mummy uth baith gayi. Woh halka aage hoke jhuki aur. I mentioned it to mum, but she just remarked, 'Fucking hell Mariel, it's not the end of the world, just play along, most of these pervs only last a couple of minutes'.Which is fine, but saying it to your 15 year old daughter, makes you wonder if your mother has your best interest at heart, or the gropers in need of younger bait to touch.The journey starts close to the affluent area where I lived, and as we descend down into the town the areas become more seedy and the passengers more desperate. "So, the first order of business must be finding out where and how many your enemy numbers. The supply route must be located and thoroughly scouted. You need to know how many wagons are traveling on it at any time, where they are located, what they are loaded with, where are they bound and for what purpose."Obviously, no army can learn all these things about an enemy. Details have to be checked; your enemy has no obligation to tell you the truth." And why would they tell us anything at all?".