Mai bathroom jake change kar ke lauta to dekha aunty koi medicine kha rahi thi. Mai ne aunty se puch ye kya medicine hai.Then aunty ne bola unko rat m... sleeping piles ki jarurat padti hai.Fir mai tv par news dekhne laga.Kuch time bad mai ne dekha aunty fir se 1 or sleeping piles kha rahi thi.Mai ne pucha aunty itna sleeping piles aacha nai hota.Aunty boli beta nind nai aarahi thi 1 goli se.Mai fir se tv dekhne lagaAunty v sath me tv dekh rahi.Par jub 12am hua to mai ne tv band kiya and jub. Dear Jiggy,I know what you're trying to do. I know you're trying to make me envious of the magnificence of your mammary glands, to spiral into a tirade of self-condemnation, to bemoan my bee-stung breasts, to remember all the denigration and abuse I've received throughout my life, the comparisons to Flanders fields and prairie plains, the itty-bitty-tiny-titty catcalls, but it's not going to work. I'm not going to play your game. Besides, they were as nothing compared to the 'ginger minger' or. She was a bartender and she could read people. Every so often, she would see it on his face: Fear. Well-hidden but it was there. Every time a cloud blew in front of the sun his eyes scurried towards the sky in mute panic. Everyone heading from the east had heard of the infamous passenger pigeon. The flocks were so thick they often could turn the whole sky black. She’d seen easterners leap and duck for cover, because rarely in their lives did nature ever make them feel so inconsequential. She’d. I looked around, eyes scanning the room for someone interesting. It was then that I noticed something strange. There were many faces I did not recognize. Even more unique was that they were all girls and women. I blinked and looked at the little groups standing around, chattering nervously and holding glasses of wine and fruity mixes. Quickly I turned to Tanya, the Lady of the Dark Candy. Before I opened my mouth she shoved a Martini towards me, having pre-empted my question. She did that.