Vo aah aah karti rahi to mene kaha halka sa dard to hoga hi aur ese hi pura dal diya par jyada dard nai hua. fir aage piche karke mene jagah baba li.T...odi hi der me uska aur mera dono ka gir gaya .Uske bad ham vese hi lete rahe tabhi Sanjana ne ek jor ka belt mara mere pond me me sakpaka gay. Aur mujhe uzki chut saf karne boli me bola uska khun laga h par usne ek aur belt jad diya to me chatne laga aur pura saf kar diya .Me jab vinita ki seal tod raha tha to sanjana ne ek patta nikala tha vo. He just stood there with a smirk on his face and a huge hard-on pushing through his sweats right at eye level and I stared in disbelief. "Here's your beer," He said again. After several seconds of just staring I reached for the beer and accidentally brushed my arm against his rod. "Oh! uhhh.... I uh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." I said, still in shock. "Don't worry about it." He said still smiling, laughing to himself, and he sat down right next to me on the small couch. He had his hands. Unfortunately, they had run afoul of the Comanches. John helped them find a boarding house, and the militia left on patrol the next day.John had found the woman attractive, but knew that there was no way they could have formed a firm relationship with him being away from her all but a couple of days a month. He decided that his current job in the militia, trying to protect people from being killed by Comanches, was what he had rather do. He left her, never looking back.By now, it was late. It was spiteful and mean, a private revenge for what she'd done-- tried to do to him. It made him feel dirty and guilty and mad. It was the mad that he fostered. He needed it as much as he needed the quick release to keep thoughts of her at bay. At least for a little while, long enough to finish the Carlisle case. All he had to do was find out where she'd pawned the ring; the rest of the sordid business was someone else's problem.That's the way Will liked it. Get the item, don't get.