At least you wouldn't be living more than two miles apart." I wouldn't disagree as long as I can see and be with them every day." Mom, are Paul and me...going to be able to hang out at the junkyard? That would be over the top for us." You'd have to abide by whatever rules Jack sets, but I would say you could." I don't see why not. I might even find some work for you. You couldn't be around machinery, but maybe sorting stuff with your grandfather."John spoke up, "Jack, can I use your phone? I want. I know you are going to have a lot of fun in it as soon as everyone shows up.”Jeni added, “Yes that desk is quite a show stopper. You can see everything under it. It will look great once you sit down.”I knew they had some bad things planned for me today and the days to follow. But I would do whatever they said, just so no one saw those videos of me.Then Kim said, “OK whore, let’s see if we can’t stretch that cunt some more. Go lay on your cot and spread those fucking legs. I want your cunt up. Me excitment me pucha “ky zala ratri ghari nastet ky” ( ratt ko ghar nai ate kya?) fir wo boli “yetat pn thakun ani tyat tyancha yevda chota maza tr nashibac futka” ( aten he lekin thakk ke aur unka bohot chota hey mera nasib hi kharab hey) fir me pass jane laga wo mudd nai atte me hat the uskeme uske apna lucd uske gand me touch kr ke bola” tuja navra yeda ahe me jr tuja nara asto tr tula ratrich nai divasbhar…” ( tera pati pagal hey me agar tera pati hota toh sirf ratt me hi nai din bhar..). It was hard not to gasp out loud. He looked critically at it: it was bigger than it used to be, but a lot smaller than Mr Whitaker’s. Still, it was the same shape at least, and if he squeezed the top of it it felt especially good.When he looked up again the scene on the lawn was still developing: Ella was now with Lettie and had her head between Lettie’s big thighs ... well they were bigger than Ella’s at least. Could she breathe? What was the idea? Lettie seemed to be enjoying it, anyway,.