She had watched the envelope dangling above--still an eternity away. She had heard the key in the door and felt the fear rising in her throat as it sl...wly began opening. There were two of them. One, Mr. Jason himself, looked like a weasel, his eyes close-set, feral. Mr. Jason was a small man with the sharp, evil look of a Chicago gangster. There was a certain coldness in his eyes as though he didn't have a human emotion in his small, wiry body. His companion looked like the typical bodyguard. "He's a bully honey and, being a general, no one has stood up to him in a long time. Standing up to a bully is the only way to deal with them," Jim said with shakiness still in his voice. He freed one arm from around JJ to put it around Blake. After a deep breath and holding it for a moment before letting it out Jim continued in a little more steady voice. "Standing up to a bully is the only way to deal with them but that doesn't mean you don't get knocked down sometimes. There for a moment I. Matt, I'm not sure Iwanna date anyone steady right now. It would ruin the fun, somewhat." There are plenty of girls here. All you need to do is flash that smileand turn your charm," I said to boast his confidence just as he done for meright after the tragedy."So you just stayed in the room all night?" Kris asked."Scott stopped by for a while. We played Street Fighter for a while," Istated."Wow, you guys really went overboard," Kris said as sarcastic as ever."Oh yeah, you know me, Mr. Party. Hamari zindagi me thi ek super hot bhabhi, pados wali. Yun to sabki tarah unhe dekhkar aapa kho dete the hum bhi aksar, par kabhi wo bhi aapa khoti hongi aisa lagta nahi tha. Unke pati dev, bade lambe chaude, pel kar lete honge unki. Unke do bachche bhi the. Lagta tha unki choot to aur dheela karne ka koi scope na hoga. Aur ho bhi kaise. Unki khoobsoorti me wo baat thi ki chalu ho jao to ruka na jaye. Aur unki nazakat thi ki abhi bhi khud ko maintain kiye thi. Maze to unke pati ke the. Jab.