“I guess…but…” I waved my hand aimlessly, “Why?”I wasn’t making much sense, but she understood me anyway. But it was Ronnie who spoke. �...�Terry, when Mary Ann died, I thought I was going to die, too. We were twins, not identical, but we did everything together.”She looked down. “I was so terribly lonely. For the first time in my life, she wasn’t there to speak to, she wasn’t there when I was happy, she wasn’t there when I was heartbroken.“She wasn’t there!”For a moment, I thought Ronnie was going. He nodded and the woman poured. As the waitress left Jack automatically turned to look at the young woman’s legs and cringed when Mrs Black said, ‘Yes, an attractive butt.’ No way had Jack meant to be caught out like that but anyway it was not a butt look. ‘I-I was checking out her legs.’ ‘Or so it’s leg rather than butt with you?’ Jack was sure he was breaking into a sweat. He nodded. ‘What do you think of my legs Jack?’ He grabbed his wine glass and gulped. That gave him time to form a. Aapka behnchod bhai, Man.Ab kahani par aata hoon. Mera naam Rishu hai aur main abhi abhi hostel se BAkhatam kar ke lauta hoon. Meri umar 21 saal hai aur main bahut chodu kism kamard honn. Hostel mein jo mauj ki hai ab vo to milne wali nahin hai ghar meinkion ki ghar emin meri behan Deepa aur Maa Seema rehte hain aur issi liye mainjald se jald naukri dhoond kar ghar se door fir se aiyashi ka jeewan bitanachahta hoon. Lekin ghar aaney ke teesre din hi mujhe chudayi ka bada maukamila. Main dopahar. "Let's see if you really can't make a sound," I tell her, and pickingup the belt again I properly work her over.Each time I swing that lash into Tanja's defenceless flesh the imageof my father looming over me with the slipper in his hand, or hisbelt, or his naked fist, gets a bit further away. My mother alsofades, standing by weakly, like she did every single time. Laura isthe last to go, watching from the corner in horror, and at last it'sjust me and the hooker.(Lash, lash, lash)I think if I.