Why didn't they ask someone else.In fact, that's what I asked them. "Why don't you ask your teacher or Mom or Dad?"Andy let out an audible sigh. "Neve... mind," she said and turned toward the door."Okay, okay. You can ask me, but I'm not sure I have the answers."Andy broke into a broad smile. "Ronny, you're the best!"Tracy went first. "Do guys get, like all turned on the way girls do?"That was actually a question and a statement. It told me that these two girls got turned on."Yes, guys get turned. Kyoki shayad use lag raha tha ki me soya hu… Fir usne sidha mera khada hua land apne hath me pakad liya… Usne mere pant me hath dalna ye to mere liya aur bhi shocking tha.. mujhe laga ab to me gaya.. meri pant to ho gayi gili… Lekin usne sirf mere land ko 5-6 second ke liye pakda aur fir hath nikal liya… Mere liye ye bahot romanchak tha.. aisa mere sath pehli bar horaha tha.. isi khushi sochte hue me so gaya …Subah utha to me naina se nazar hi nahi mila raha tha.. usase jitna dur rah sake utna. You can bring it in anytime before noon and I'll call you when I check it out," the young sounding man said.I decided to deliver the car before I went to Helen's for my social time. I forced myself to go there every morning despite the fact that I didn't need to eat. I did it to prevent becoming a hermit.Deacon Burke was a very black, black man. I was pretty sure he could run his linage all the way back to Africa without a break in the gene pool. There was something to be said for that. I also. .. ?" I didn't have much time, but I grabbed his memories on the fly. He's a pig. No, that gives pigs a bum rap. Do you have a pen and notebook?" Notebook?" Yeah, this is going to take a while, and you'll need more than a piece of paper." I started with an organizational structure for organized crime in California and other parts of the country, and went on from there, talking for two hours, occasionally answering a question."That's it. May I dump the fucker's memories now?" Dump... ?" Yeah, I.