Mistry had been confined to the blood hut for the last few days, as she was at her time. Confining the menstruating breeders was undeniably good for t...e People. The number of shark attacks had decreased markedly, and the People were increasing their foothold on the shallow shelf that they called home. The blood huts had been designed by a very clever administrator, and the water flowed in and out of it via an effective filtering system. Some of the young administrators monitored the filters,. "That was the old way. This is the new way and women will be allowed to hunt if they so wish. But, you do not have to hunt, remember it is your choice. However, I would still like both of you to learn to use these new weapons, just for your own self protection if for no other reason." I remarked seriously."You have asked us for our opinion again, so I will give you mine. My opinion is I will hunt," Roya stated emphatically."And my opinion is I will hunt," exclaimed Sheel with wide eyes."Then. So anyway, I better see what kind of story I want to write so I can keepcollecting those super nice royalties that keep me in beer and badgirlfriends. I seem to have a habit for picking some winners, maybebecause any decent woman would take one look at the disaster I live inand run the other way.I'm usually better off buying my female companions - at least that's amore honest relationship.Now, where was I? Oh yes, a story. First, we need a main character. Weneed a guy the reader can be. . fir mene usko samjhaya aur usko meri jagah pe yani kone me sone ko kaha… Aur uske baju me adi to kab ka so gaya tha… To mujhe phir aaj direct naina ki baju wali jaga mil gayi… Me to andar se nach raha tha… Aur shayad naina bhi khush thi… Us raat bahut der tak me sone ka natak karte raha… Aur what surprised!! Naina bhi sone ka natak kar rahi thi… Aaj usane khud hoke apne per mere per ke upar dal diye me samaj gaya game ki shurwat ho gayi he… Mene socha chalo dekhte he kya karti he ye aaj… Wo.