. sister aanu athyaavashyaayi naatil pokanam oraalkke reservation ullu oru seat koodi seri aakki tharanam… 1st a/c. yil anennum paranjappol saramill... season onnum allallo kayarikkolu njaan TTE yedu parajolaam… 8 manikku train vannappol Station master tte yumaai samsaarichu yellam seri aakki, viraha veadhana 2 perilum stationil sceen undakki thaamasiyaadhe naattil yethikolamennu idivettinte polla vaakk aval yevide kaariyakkanaa train neenghiyappol TTE vannu njagale oru family coupil adjust. It was after the three of us had supped about a gallon of ale each when I reminded Mr Goodman of something he said which had caught my attention when he first joined the regiment in Lincoln.“You said you were the regimental sergeant major of the East Essex Militia when deployed to the town of Hartlepool, ‘where they hung the monkey’. What did you mean by that?”“Exactly what I said, Colonel. The good burghers of Hartlepool, a port at the mouth of the River Tees on the North Sea, tried a monkey. I can’t prove that, of course, but I believe it.”“How long has she thought about this?”“Sex with me?” I asked with a smirk. “Since she turned fourteen. Changing her mind about waiting for marriage? At least long enough to be on the Pill for three months.”“Whoa! That was unexpected!”“You could have knocked ME over with a feather.”“She certainly doesn’t seem like the type to try to trap you with a baby.”“Tasha? That would be the LAST thing she would do! She’s certainly tried to tempt me with sex. ‘Wow,’ he said. ‘In the way you walk with one foot in front of the other as if you’re a cat on the prowl, even if you weren’t naked, you’re a vision to behold. All you need is a fan to blow your hair back as you purse your lips and call my name.’ ‘I am a cat on the prowl,’ she said. ‘I’m your prowling pussy,’ she said clawing at the air. ‘Meow! Meow! Meow!’ ‘Here pussy, pussy,’ he said. ‘I can’t wait to lick you and to lap you.’ ‘Stop it. You’re making me horny,’ she said laughing. ‘You make me.