.. “Oh that would be great! Yes I’d love to. Wednesday? Well I have classes in the afternoon ... Oh. Well I suppose ... Yes okay, just once won’... hurt will it ... okay I’ll see you there, at the cafe ... okay, see you, bye.” She grinned at me as the call ended, put her phone down on the table and grabbed me round the neck, squashing her tits onto my chest.“I’m meeting her to go shopping!” she exulted into my ear while my arms automatically pulled us together.All too soon Friday arrived and I. I shall be here at the edge of the forest on your return, if ever you do pass this way again."They had ridden on, not looking back at the cackling witch. Far behind them they had left summer. They rode through fall and on into winter..."Look, Master! Eyes!" Hissath started up from a half-doze, peering into the darkness that ringed the small clearing.Ranulf threw another branch onto the fire. "I see them. I could feel that we were watched and followed as we rode. They've been creeping closer. Jese ki mene batay wo log humare ghar rukne aaye to humne din ke samay kaafi masti kari aur khoob baaten kari unhone mujhse meri girl friend ke baare me bhi poocha magar mene bhi ek alag kahani sunai kaha ki mera breakup ho gaya hai and i’am depressed, jisse wo senti ho gai aur kehne lagi mei samajh sakti hun, aur fir unhone mera haath pakad liya aur gyaan dene lagi..jisme mei interested nahi tha mera interest toh kahi aur hi tha…us waqt unhone suit pehna tha jiski chunni nhi tha wo jhuk kar. For the first time, he looked a little uncomfortable.“Here, let me have it.” She began examining it.“That’s mine. I’m entitled to my privacy!” Henry positively shouted.Mom smiled at him. “Do you want it back?”“Give it to me.”“First you have to apologize to Dave for calling him a son of a snitch.”Henry looked at me. “I’m sorry for calling you a son of a snitch”, and he snickered.“That’s nice. Wasn’t that sweet, Cindy?“He apologizes all the time and just keeps doing it.”“Well, Henry, your own.