I knew itwas real then and there, because nobody breaks into a football game withnews, never. And that was it. There would be no Beatles reunion, no...now nor ever again. My Pearl Harbor moment. But now, there is another.It was this year, June eighth, 2018. I'm a writer. I got up for coffeeand dialed up the internet on one computer then activated my Final Draftprogram on another to start my day, the grey screen and blank white pageglaring at me once again with their eternal mocking "fuck you". Me- par tanu ke saath rehte hum dono sex kese kar paenge.Tina- wo meri hone wali nanad hai ghar main aane ke baad wo sab sunegi to shi to wo sab abhi whaa dekhenge.Me- okay jesa tum kaho.Aur mene phne kat karke tanu ko upar terrece pe bulaya.Me- aacha to tum dono akele goa jaa rhe hoo, kyu?Tanu- haan kyu kya tumne abhi tak tina se baat nhi ki.Me- karto lee hai…Aur itna kehte hee mene uska haath pakda aur mod ke uski peeth pe kar diya.Me- to aab bata kya tum dono akele jaa rhe hoo. Mazak karte. 'I got the bitch, come on in, ' he said as the door opened.'I found her trying to call for help, with this, ' he tossed a small radio on the bed. 'I don't think she'll be doing much talking for a long time, ' he smiled holding Dana's limp body in his arms looking to her broken jaw.'Yes, we figured out Dana in about one day.' Pardue laughed out as Tom threw Dana on the floor next to Misty. 'See FBI bitch?' He smiled twisting Misty's head to see her friend knocked out cold. 'I reckon you two are. She would be forced for the first time to make friends on her own. She said she was looking forward to school but the start was still two weeks off. With my wife and both her parents working, the sanctuary of my home office from which I was a remote computer troubleshooter was about to be violated. This young woman would soon be testing the power of her emerging sexuality on me. It was a power that I’m sure would have been too great for any man. I ask you, does a woman’s beauty get any better.