Thodi hi der main bhabi normal ho gayi or ab wo bhi gand utha utha kar mera saath dene lagi main ne ab use jor jor se chodna start kiya to wo bhi gali...dene lagi mmmm aaaaaahhhhh bhosdi ke aram se kar kahi bhagi thode hi jaa rahi hoon.But meri speed or bhadti gayi or jor jor se chod ne laga aaahhha aah ki awaz se kamra gunj raha tha kareeb 10 minut isi pose main chodne ke baad maine use uthayaor ghodi banne ko kaha to wo ghodi ke style main ghutno ke bal jhuk gayi ab maine uski gand ke hole par. A bit later still she pointed at a post: “The white ants have got at it. They’ll bring out some replacements and an augur. We’ll bridge it for now.” And they did. Richard could see some of the termites eating at the post, the top of which Janey marked bright yellow with a grease marker.They stopped, built a small fire, put a billy up and at some bread and cold lamb.Janey mopped her head and neck. “Gettin’ a bit warm,” she said, unbuttoning her shirt. “D’ya mind?”“Not at all. Want me to do your. ”“That seems reasonable. I’ll send some hut builders to learn from your people. Wait: don’t you all live in a cave?”“True, but we are having to expand out of the cave, so we will be building huts; therefore we have been researching how we could build them. This new hut building technique is the outcome of that research.”“Very well. Girls: Mula and Mola, you must go now with Chief John to his other tribe and get initiated into their way of doing things. John, I shall send the hut building. ’ What startles me is not the claustrophobic and asthma inducing act I’m about to consent to. What startles me is my utter emotional flat line, like nothing registers anymore. The needle on my emotional plotter has gone home and closed shop. So much did I have to bear in this lifetime: The boss that talked about new thrilling new opportunities only to shove me into a soul crushing task or out the door into the howling cold, the doctor that cut yet another piece off my flesh, the nurse that.