Didi – Apne pati ko dhoka diya hai tune. Tujhe sharam aani chahiye apne bete jaise devar ke sath yeh sab karte hue. Iss bhole ladke ka fayda uthaya ...ai tune. Yeh sab galat hai aane do maa aur papa ko. Sab bata dungi unko. Mujhe tujhse yeh umeed nahi thi Meenal tune yeh galat kiya.Itna sab sunke bhabhi bhadak gayi. Aur didi ko palat kar jawab dene lagi.Bhabhi – Suno, Prajakta, kuch bhi samajh ne se pehle uske piche ka kaaran jaanlo. Tabhi kisi natije pe pohoch kar jise batana hai batao main nahi. On Friday, George had a gig. It was on the Eastern Shore, between Easton and Cambridge. It was a polka shindig outdoors with crabs and grilled corn on the cob and all the accoutrements. It didn’t pay much, but they had promised to feel the musicians, and “significant others” were invited too. Besides, George loved playing all those old European dances. Polkas, and schottisches and tarantellas. So he arranged with his boss to get off early, and headed into Annapolis to pick up Isolde. She was. About football of course.Ed asked Trent, "Have you had any college coaches try to recruit you, Trent?"Trent smiled. "Yes. It kind of shocks me. I talked with five coaches in May. They are calling camp, leaving me messages to call them back to discuss attending their university."I asked, "Yeah. Who's calling?" Some of the smaller, local colleges; Millersville, West Chester, Shippensberg, and East Stroudsburg," Trent answered. "The real surprise is the scholarship offer from the University of. If something happened, how would this look? She had willingly agreed to travel with these two guys. She was the one who was standing naked in front of them. It would be their word against hers. She was at their mercy. There was no safe place to run to. There was nowhere to seek help.One of the men stated that he was tired of looking and needed to take some action. As he got up and went into the woods to take the path down to the canoe, Dawn remembered that my campsite was on the next lake over..