‘Well, yes … I suppose so. Have you been on the road long?’ The red-haired girl stretched and told him, ‘Three days … all the way from Phoen...x … you wouldn’t believe some of the kooks we’ve ridden with.’ ‘Oh, really?’ ‘Yeah …’ the other girl said. ‘Last guy wanted us to come home with him and have sex with his wife–‘ she giggled, ‘You’re not married, are you?’ Prinz chuckled, ‘If I was, I wouldn’t ask you home for sex with my wife!’ And they all laughed. As he pulled into the drive of his. Mujhe tumhare lunD se poora maza nahin aata aur main bhookhhi hi rah jati hoon. Maine kayee mardon ko peshab karte huye dekha hai. Un sabka lunD dheela rahne par bhi tumhare lunD se bahut lamba aur mota tha. Wo jab khada hota hoga tab kitna lamba aur mota ho jata hoga. Shayad isiliye mujhe tumhare lunD se chudwane mein maza nahin aata. Main apni choot mein aur jyada lambe aur mote lunD ko andar lena chahti hoon. Meri shaadi ko ab DeDh saal ho gaye hain. Main ab tak sharam ke mare tumse kuchh. The dignified bird tried to hide it but there was an unmistakable giggle in the six-foot wings. Recently, he’d taken up talking to whoever came along. A light conversation with several lost terns lasted late into the evening, their mutual complaints of scarce sardines and unusual weather passed the time. But in the blink of an eye, the terns recalled another date and flew in mid sentence. Whales were another matter entirely. Terribly serious, they had a thousand miles to travel and little use. Quickly I flipped it again, and again, and ... still nothing. I looked up to see the bartender lighting her cigarette with a book of bar matches.Giving me a smile to die for, she said, "You're smooth, I'll give you that. Anyone else would have just lit my cigarette, but you actually have my attention. Now if I could just find something to drink I might be happy the rest of the evening."Some have accused me of being slow, but never stupid. I waved to the bartender and when he got there the girl.