The plane touched the tarmac moments later.At the customs counter Vasilla was asked a series of questions in English.“In Arabic, please,” said Vas...lla, thumbing through his phrase book.“Just go ahead,” replied the customs clerk.“Excuse?”“Just go, andelle, move.”And the customs clerk waved him through.New York would be unlike any other city. Already he had seen the diversity, many different faces: brown, black, yellow, and white, some in perpetual motion, some waiting impatiently, like a busy. Beatrice frowned. "Sis?" Don't knock it 'til you've tried it!" Bridgette retorted, shooting off toward the bathroom.I pursed my lips and eyed Jackson. "Don't get tied up in anything -- I might need help." Beatrice thought about frowning -- visibly -- but she decided to see where things were headed.Bridgette:One of the great things about Ron is that he gets it. Sis is hot and willing and she loves him and she'll give him anything -- but she's inexperienced. I, on the other hand, have been there. Also, there would be a driver to pick him up in the evening and drop him off in the morning. Darrel and Jerry went back to the radio station and he put in his two week notice. Now, he was not only at a state-of-the-art radio station, but he had his own office that wasn’t down in the basement. For his first week there, he worked with the older DJ and got to know the equipment. The old man, George, was retiring, going to TV as an off camera announcer. A week after that, Jerry sat down, did his. Aahhhhh … Ummm… Maaaa… Maarrgayiii… Aaahhh .. .Ummm … Chhdd … Ahhhh….. Oomg….. Ahhhh… Ummm…Phir mai thak gaya toh rukh gaya aur unki gabd mai apbi ek unli dali wo chilayi kya kar raha hai mujhe nhi padand kibmeri gand mai kuch ho..Mene bola chup kar phele toh khudh be mere andar agg lagayi abb mana karrahi hai..Wo chilayi aur boli jaake sojaa chup chap..Meko idea aaya mene bola ki mai soiungaa apke pass hii wo mangayi..Mene kaha mai niche se ayya..Aur mene idea lagaya ki kyu na rat ko mammi ko.