Now get back in there with Sheila, whilst I make a couple of calls!"Sheila was curled up on the couch crying quietly. "What the shit have I got into h...re?" I thought. "I wish Jenny would let me know what was going on?"Jenny came in and placed the tray with the teas on it on the table.Then she said to Sheila, "Now they're on the way here. You don't have to worry about anything. They are going to want you to tell them exactly what you told me. Then they will take care of everything; you will. You are right that you are handsome!" Like you are gorgeous! My name is Serge, my friend is Mike and that filthy slut is Kate," with those words he smiled at Natty."How my stupid schoolmates can be at lessons!" Sweetie, what's the number of your school and your grade?" My goddamned school is 581 and the grade 11!" Natty said with pride like it was so hard not to be rejected."Hey, Kate what's your school and your grade?" Serge was really interested in what school those sluts went to, although. " It's OK. Can I get you a drink while you're waiting and I'll explain." Sure. Just a water please." She got me a glass of Evian and we sat in the kitchen. I really didn't understand what was going on with me. I had never felt anything for a woman in my life and yet twice in two days a female had taken my powers of speech away. I told myself to get a grip."Well, Lynda, Bernadette is indeed my daughter, her father was white though, and that's why she is." I thought Bernie said she didn't have a. Mara jija ki death ko 2 saal guzar gaa, maree siter apna susraal main he apna bacha or saas sussar ka sath rahtee thee, aik din phone aeya dehli sa maree didi ka sussar ko hurt attack aeya or vo chal basa, hum sab family wala dehli chala gaa, 2 weeks wahan raha or phir jab wapsi ki tayaree ke to didi or us ki saas na mujha rukna ko kaha, vo boli didi ka sath hamra family business dakhoo, tumharee didi ko is bara main zayada nahi pata, tum to job kartee ho na tumha know how ho gee business kee..