There was no graceful way to say it, to their burial pit, they simply left them there, merely covering the pit with a sheet to keep any animals away. ...ut taking the time to look around as he headed back, David noted that he no longer heard the call of birds on the wing, and he observed dead carcasses lying around the edges of the property. The Great Death was sweeping up everything in its path, sparing nothing and no one.They'd left the bodies simply because they didn't have time to deal with a. VP sir ko thoda mauka aur zyada dena zaroori tha, taaki Bimla ke prati unki aag bhadakti rahe. Aur Bimla sirf mere bhale ke liye be-mann se hi VP sir ko apne jaal mein faans rahi thi. Bimla ne rote hue se pet aur peeth pe pade belt ki maar ke daag VP sir ko dikhaye saree ka pallu hata kar.Fir saree ko nabhi se bahut neeche tak khiska ke, nabhi pe chuttiyon ke kaatne se hui. Soojan aur daant gadaye hue daag bhi dikaye. Bimla ke aansuon ko ponchte hue VP sir ne Bimla ke shareer ke daago ko. Scott wiped the dripping tear from her eye with his thumb. He gently kissed Vicky’s eyes than her lips.“I’ll never give you a reason for sad tears, only happy ones,” he promised., “I know you will Scott.” He put his palm to her cheek and kissed her lightly. They embraced and kissed again, their tongues searching each other’s mouths.They took their time having repeated tender, light kisses, their heartbeats surging. “Please feel my breast,” she asked softly. Scott did as asked, and the others. I screamed but no sound came out.“Hey. Hey, it’s okay, J. Wake up, brother. You’re safe now. I won’t let you go.”My eyes snapped open and air filled my lungs like it had been forced there. I choked and coughed, just wanting to inhale more and more. I’d never had dreams of claustrophobia before. What on earth... ? I realized I still couldn’t move. Both arms were in casts down to my fingers. One leg was in a rock up to my balls. My ribs hurt. That was progress. I was able to start naming where.