Maine uske shirt me haath dalna chaha to usne meara haath pakar liya aur niche apni chut pe rakh diya….skirt ke niche usne painty pahen rakhi thi…...ain kuchh der to painty ke uper se hi uske boor ko sahlata raha..phir dire se apna haath uske under daal diya…ooohhhhh swarg tha wahan..mujhe laga agar swarg kahi hai to yahi hai..itna maza mujhe pahle kabhi nahi aaya tha….gandi aadte sharir ko sukh pahuchati isiliye hum use chhor nahi pate ..khair to jaise hi maine haath uske boor pe rakha wo sihar. But we're both going to want to try it again and do better, even if we can't afford to. Let's start out with the assumption that we're going to try to try it again next year, or at least in a future year if we can't manage it next year, for some reason." Fair enough," Josh agreed. "That's the toughest proposition in a number of ways. You know, I don't want to sound defeatist, but I really doubt that we're ever gonna win this thing." We knew there was no chance this year," Tiffany frowned. "But. 'Its alright you don't have to' was her response. 'Tell me & pay me back when its payday', I replied. '£150'. I wired her £150 & saw her face go crazy. 'Thank you' she said. She got the train home & I didn't hear from her all weekend. I got a call Monday night 4 hours before our nightshifts started. 'Where you live? I want to show you what that money bought', she said with a dark tone to her voice. I gave her directions & she found her way there. A long ringing at the door & there she was stood. It was almost dark before we saw the dock. Rich had Jeb drop off the towline. He circled the pontoon boat around and came up along side us. He and Jeb rigged lines to lash the pontoon along side WILLY. He then eased us in along side the dock. Moondog and Targon jumped on the dock and secured WILLY. Rich and Jeb cast off the lines joining the two boats and they moved the pontoon boat ahead and secured it. Rich climbed up on the dock and walked to help Dori and I from the boat. I was not feeling.