"Be glad that it's an option, when we travelled while you two were young, life in the car was a lot more challenging!" Judy said."Yeah yeah and when y...u were young, the springs on those horse drawn carriages were tight and the ride bumpy, right?" Darren teased his mother."Oh you're lucky you're all the way in the back right now!" Judy retorted."Lucky, yeah, that's exactly what I'd call it," Darren replied melodramatically."And it wasn't a horse and cart, but we did have nasty vinyl seats and no. ‘I need a halftime, babe. Go over the gameplan and all,’ I explained to Tori. She just rolled her beautiful blue eyes. ‘Whatever.’ she said. ‘Me too, hon. Gotta make sure my star player won’t over-do anything in the second half. Can’t afford an injury.’ Ben said. Abby mimicked Tori, rolling her eyes before replying. ‘Whatever.’ We all shared another laugh. Abby began to extricate herself from Ben’s embrace. She quickly found herself locked in his arms, unable to pull away. She looked up. Scanning the room, he saw a plain cedar chest near her bed. Glancing from side to side and waiting a few seconds, listening, he then crept over to the box and pried it open. Inside there was a plethora of pens and loose-leaf paper. Drawings of men, mythical beasts, mermaids with long legs that were webbed, horses and centaurs seemed to permeate the pages. There was a drawing of several women swiveling their hips in a smoky room, a harem of women. A sheik sat upright on a large pillow, puffing. Jamke.. “hai rajjjja ! Our jor…seeeeee … bara majjjjjjjja aaaaa aa raha hai……our joooorrrr seeee……. ..ohhhhh maaaaa oh mere raja bahut achchha lag raha hai…mai bhi ab upar se kas kas kar dhakke par dhakka lagate hue bol raha tha, “ hai raniiiiiii.. Tumhari bur ne to aaj mere lund ko pagal bana diya hai….wah es sundar bur ka diwana ho gaya hun…..ese chod chod kar jab tak tum chahogi jannat ki sair karungaa…. Rani bahut maja aa raha hai….” Phir Bhabhi bhi boli uiiiiiiii….chodo…chodo….chodo …aur.