I'm serious,Bunni. I know you are embarrassed but you need to do this. Idon't want you to come back here until one of them, or both ofthem, have asked...you out on a date. Do you understand? I don'tcare how you have to do it. But I have to say, I don't thinkyou'll have much of a problem. Here, kneel down in front of mefor a moment. Let me freshen your lipstick. Pucker up. That'sit.Hmmmm.Don't turn around, but they are looking at you again. Oh, you'reblushing. How adorable. I know you want it. Tum lund ke har jhatke ke saath aahuhh kar rahi ho. Aur ab mein apna speed bada raha hu. Ohh. Ahhh. Mmm.Mera lund kisi machine jaisa tumhare chooth ke andar bahar jaa raha hain. Tumhari geeli chuth se pachh pachhh awaaj aa rahi hain. Mere lund ke gole tumhari gaand par lag rahe hain. Ahhh. Ohhh.Poori room humare ahh uhhh se bari hui hain. Mere har ek jatke ke saath tumhara poora sharir hil raha hain. Tumhare mast bable ahh haa. Ab mein tumhe doggy style mein chodane wala hu. Aa meri jaan.. “I warn you now, boy. No touching. Not me, and not your cock. Trust me when I say you would not want to experience the consequences. Now, walk ahead of me.”I did as she asked, stumbling out of the dank cell and into a torchlit corridor lined with identical cells. She guided me through winding, oppressive hallways. Soon, I began to hear the din of many voices up ahead…behind a large wrought iron barred door.“Go ahead,” she urged. “Quickly. The Countess does not abide hesitancy.” She swung the. When they got to Charlie Brown’s house they took thetree inside, set it in a stand, hung a few lights andsome tinsel on it, a few ornaments and a star. Thenthey stood back to admire it. It was rather pretty,actually, in an odd sort of way. Linus had counted theremaining pine needles, forty-seven in all (he hadinadverdently knocked off two while counting). Theysmiled at their work and Linus returned to the subjectof conversation he had begun at the tree lot.‘About girls, Charlie.