Safai karte hue dekh ker hum log us ke paas gaye aur pucha baba aap is umer mein kaam kyon ker rahe ho…aapko to rest karna chahiye…aur mein roz de...hta hun ki aap badi mehnat se kaam karte hain….beta mein akela hun aur koi nahin hai…roti kaise khaunga agar kaam nahin karunga….Accha aap kaam karne se kitna kamaa lete hain….hum logon ko taras aaya aur hamne use hamare saath hotel mein aaraam aur khane ke liye bula liya..Woh hamare saath hamare hotel mein aa gaya toh humne use bed per baitha diya. Can you tell me what happened? How did it happen?" I asked her as my legs gave way and I sat heavily on a chair. My chest felt tight, and I had begun to tremble."Mr. Williams... the plane was flying in heavy clouds and bad weather... and for some reason hit the mountain near Timberline Lodge. Sir, noone felt a thing they are telling me. Mr. Willims, I am so sorry for your loss sir. If there's anything we can do for you or your family please let me know. My private number here is 555-1234, and. I guess one day she must have been upset about our sex issues and decided to ask her mom. I think she was looking for advice, or for her mom to agree with her that 1-2 times a month is plenty. But she was not given the answer she hoped. You see her mom is much more old school. She is still of the mindset that part of being a wife is to keep your man happy, and that means sexually. In her mind, that means as much as the guy desires, because if you don't they will find it elsewhere. After my wife. With that, Alan sent out an energy blast that knocked both of the people out.“Angelika! Truda! Time to go!” Alan told both women as they appeared at his side.“This isn’t over you monsters!” One of the men shouted as they cradled the young man.“Monsters? You attacked us! Leave us the hell alone and we will also! Let’s go!” With that Alan thought of the bunker and they were back inside within seconds.“Assholes!” Alan was letting his pent up anger out blowing holes in the wall. “Son of a bitch.