To mene mandir se sindur u thaya or unki mang bhar diBua ( heran hote hue) tumhe pta bhi h ye tumhe kya kiya h ye pap h m widhwa hu ye thik nhi kiya o... bua rote hue kamre m chli gyi .M or bunty ek dusre ko dekh k hasne lge k tir nishane pe lga h. Sham hui to bunty apni bua ko rangeen kapdo m dekh k heran ho gyaWo dulhan lag rhi thi . Usne ate hi mere per chue or mene unhe apni bhaho m bhar liya or bola aj se tum meri jimmedari ho m tumhe khush rkhunga or tumje rakhna khush .Saroj : Ha mere raja. “Charley, I told you to do something. Do not defy me or you will regret it. We both know why you are here. Don’t tell me you are afraid of a strong woman.” Charley, realizing Abby was right and sensing this was the best night of his miserable dating career, grabbed at the belt and pulled it open. Abbey did the rest and before Charley knew it, his pants and shorts were draped about his shoes. His tumescent organ was at flagpole position just inches from Abby’s face. Abby, still seated and. ?So Jax, where are you?, she trustingly shouted. ?I am over here?, shouted a voice from behind. But before she could turn around, a punch had knocked her face unconscious. Kitana was taken by surprise and it caused her to drop her weapons (her umbrellas). But before she could get up, a shadow kick from out of nowhere came and hit her. Kitana was more bruised now and before she knew it, she felt her ankles tied together, by some strong rope, which could have only been Scorpion?s Harpoon. She touched me somehow. That smile. In a way I found it confusing, but I couldn’t stop seeing her. August 23rd, 2006. That was the night. I remember it as if it were just an hour ago. Julia and I were sitting in a little coffee shop in Hawthorne. She was prattling on about something. I wasn’t really listening. I clearly remember reaching out and putting my hand on hers. Then I heard myself saying, ‘Julia. I think I’m falling in love with you.’ Julia’s eyes got large. She pulled her hand away..