Your daughters are wild and need to be controlled. They have to be disciplined when they're bad.”Holly nodded her head while Rita's body trembled. �...�My daughters... not wild.”“Your daughters are wild,” I said. “Your daughters are bad girls. When you're not around, they do terrible things. They have to be punished.”“Oh... no...” Rita said. “Bad... when I'm not... around...”I nodded my head, twisting the pendant.“That's right. But I'm here to teach you how to handle your daughters,” I said.. Who mujhay gahar say bahar lagi kafi door jany kay bad us nay mujhy ak tarf jany ka isara kia kay jyoo udhar karloo Mara lund us ki gand dakh kar hi bayqaboo hoa tha may jab pissab kar kay aya to who mary agay chal rahi thi or us ki gand dakh kar mara lund jahtky lay raha tha kay achank mara payoon slip hoa or may pechay say us kay sath jakar lag gayia or mara lund us ki lungi kay uper say us ki gand say takria. Or many us ko girny say bachany kay ley pakar lia or mara hath us kay naram narm. She was rechristened with the gang name of YouTube Chick. This was a phrase whose ultimate meaning was lost on Eugenie but which she understood was extremely obscene. She'd become versed in phrases and symbols whose meaning and significance was deliberately obscure to anyone not already a member of the Youth Club and whose real purpose was to announce her allegiance to other gang members in awkward situations. The one rule of conduct that bound members of the gang together was that no one. My name is Holly.’ ‘Tim,’ I replied. Briefly, it occurred to me that she was legal, even to my 26. Then I put it out considering what she’d been through tonight. ‘I know we just met, but I can’t go home. Is there any chance of staying with you tonight?’ She asked me, her green eyes portraying how desperate she was. Well-‘ I started before she cut me off. She sighed. ‘I understand,’ and she started to walk away. I perked up. ‘You didn’t let me finish. I was going to say my place is still a ways.