.main raghav hu dilli ka rehne wala humeri phle ki kahanion ko padne k bad bht doston ne muje mail kiaye jankar k bht logon ko ye kahanian achi lagima...n khush huto ab meri 1 or kahani apke lie hazir ha2 sal phle ki bat hauska nam sonia hawo mere ghr rhne ayi thimere ghr k pas koi xam dene ayi thiwo hodi door ki cousin thior ye phli bar hi hum mile theisse phle kabi nai mile thewo mere room me mere sath soti thicz hmare ghr me zada room nai theor tb hmare ghr me ac nai thato rat ko hum coolr k. Mita looked at him. Her face was red from crying. Leaves were tangled in her hair. She looked at him, "please, let me go," she begged in a whisper."Not yet, Mita." His hands ran down her flanks to touch her ass cheeks again, feeling her body cringe as he slowly caressed her flesh. "Such a lovely ass, Mita. Did you like your ass fucking?" He slapped her ass before letting his hand continue to caress her smooth skin."No, you hurt me so much. It still burns. Please, let me go," she pleaded with. George acknowledged that there were some manor lords who were upset, mainly those whose sons were among the knights killed at the mining camp, and others who had been looking forward to the relaxation of laws regarding serf labor that Baron Nevin had promised. But none of those men would ever approach the three lords of the military estates with a conspiracy.Rolly accepted accommodations but refused any official gatherings. He wanted to stay secret for now. He did meet with Sir George's two. The U.P. had a government grant of a big tract of land and divided it into lots. The lots went on sale in April and the day the train got here there were already whorehouses waiting for it. A lot of the town was just tents but there was a fair number of wooden buildings. Some just for sleeping, but most for commerce.Commerce included JB Mercantile where Jonathon sold boots, gloves, trousers, shirts, hats, and sundries. It also included several tents and hastily erected buildings that had a bar.