"Creme Brulee," I answered as I stuck a plastic spoon into the caramel colored treat."Your father made it?" Nikki had a horrified look on her face. I ...odded."What's in it?" she asked as she watched the spoon as it approached her lips."Open wide," I lured, then licked my lips."You're just making it up aren't you? To get even for last Sunday." I pushed the laden spoon between her lips. I made her eat every last drop."Where's yours?' she asked after she'd finished the desert."I had mine fresh this. Tak chalta hai ,jisme wo bahoot her positon me chudai karke maja lete hai ,lakin unhone ye bhi bataya ki devarji ko wo thik tarah se response nahi the pati kyoki wo bahoot patli hai,aur devarji athletic hai .mai to hairan ho gayi ki 40 min tak wo sex ka maja lete hai,mere pati to 8-10 min me jhad jate hai.bad maine unke boobs sahlana chaloo kar diya aur dhire dhire unko choot ke pass jane lagi ,unke choot bahoot gori thi,aur khas karke saf thi ,wo boli ki devarji ko saaf choot bahoot pasand hai. ”“You know they won’t hurt me,” countered Harry.“I know. Dogs can sense things about folks. You care about too many people. They’ll rip your heart out one day and you’ll end up just like me. Take my advice and find a good spot to squat where you can keep away from everyone before you get hurt. Now get gone!” The old man sat down on an old wood chair and rubbed the head of a flea-bitten dog that had seen too many days. It was clear that the man had a strong affection for the old animal.The scene. His beady, green eyes fixated upon me as his mouth spread into his sadistic giggle-uttering grin. Its glare widened as I stirred, and he spoke quickly with little fluctuation. ‘Mmm…awake! Yes, awake, good! He shall be happy, oh yes!’ his creepily enticed voice made my spine shiver,’ Awake! Now, happy, yes…’ He perched in a crouch, his head resting in his ghoulishly white hands. The only factual information I drew from this impish creature was some form of psychopathic-delusion-schizophrenic.