Down.Cycling through those bullshit breathing exercises,Till she’s soaked through to bone.Door opens.Mine.She’s like one of those Greek Furies.Mur...er in her eyes.“Fuck you,” she growls and crawls back into the Charger, rain slick body squeaking across leather seats.‘Poor girl can’t help herself,’ Anastasia frets into my ear. ‘I know the feeling.’I pull back, still sluggish. “What the hell?” I slur.“Fuck you,” Jasmyn repeats, pulling the door shut behind her.“Fuck you.” She slides over my. Maine unhe jaldi se nasta diya aur jate jate fir se mere chutdon pe hath ferne se baaz nahi aaye.Jiju ke jane ke baad mein nahane chali gayi. Jaise hi kapde utar kar nahane lagi to mujhe kal vala seen yaad aa gaya. Main bechain si ho gayi meri fudi mein khujli si hone lagi. Maine apni bur ko sehlana shuru kar diya main garam hone lagi.Main soch rahi thi ki agar main haan kardoon to aaj raat jiju mujhe khush kar sakte hain. Ye sochte sochte hi maine apni chut ko sehlana band kar diya. Taaki woh. ”“Just hold them for now, and the first time I call, I’ll know more about our schedule.”“You do know - you have over fifty thousand on deposit as of this morning - do you not?”“FIFTY THOUSAND? How can that be?” Sherry asked, then looked at me.“Chris Croft sent a telegram to all the known record shops and radio stations in a three hundred mile radius, asking for early orders. He told me himself, there were over two hundred calls the first day, from the record shops, requesting a hundred each, of. About what?" The timid teacher asked."About all these strange happenings recently," Pepper replied."What? There's nothing strange going on!" The teacher said."Of course there is!" Chris said."No no, nothing!" The teacher insisted. "I need to go!"The teacher then ran off down the corridor, in order to get away from them as quickly as possible."Well that was weird," Chris said."I guess the stories about people not wanting to talk about it are true," Pepper said."Well maybe there's a good reason.