"The trooper offered a small smile. "I know, it's rude." That, and it's distracting," Meiersdottir agreed. "Their voices, too. At home women are sopra...os and altos, here they're basses. The physiological changes, you know. It's a pretty harsh bass, too. Most likely only one of the mothers will talk, that'll be Gagugakhing, the oldest of them. Just address yourself to her and ignore the others. That isn't rude, they're all mentally interlocked so you're just giving your visual attention to the. He remembered his drawer the Tazer gun just in case one of his patients ever escaped in the night and came looking for him."The visitors book? Yes, yes I'll just open my drawer it's in here somewhere ah here it... ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz!"Smith's legs buckled in on each other the man collapsing in a heap on the rug. Out cold.The Doc was shaking his thoughts not making sense."What to do now, better get some clothes, passport and..."Then he gave a shriek of realisation. In his hurry to get the Tazer. Aunty still had not recovered from early demise of her hubby.I started going to attend their business and I am fast learning, so in very short period I adjusted myself with their business. Usually aunt didn’t come out of her room most of the time crying or sitting alone with sad face in her room. Once, didi advised me to spare some time for aunty and to bring her out of her sorrow. Now I took more care of aunty and started involving in conversation with her. Even I started entering into her. "No wonder they have such big cunts for arseholes!" He looked at his lager and, as if remembering it was there and only half-drunk, picked it up and took a long, deep swig. Then after he'd chucked out a noisy belch and put the glass back down, he said, "So did they give you breakfast?" "Oh yeah," I grinned. "It turned out well nice, actually. They both put a lot of effort into... er... servin' it up." After the young lad had jizzed off up his fella's back-passage, they'd told me they were now.