. I love the sounds of their names." And if she can keep zem straight..." Roger made a Gallic shrug. "Pfft ... let her keep her Greek myths." I like G...eek myths," Miriam interjected, "like the one about the goose that laid the golden egg..."Rick looked up at her. "I believe that is one of Aesop's Fables," he remarked, "not a myth." Aesop was a Greek -- wasn't he?"Rick let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes ... but not a god or a hero ... More like a commentator like ... like I dunno, Pliny." Pliny. Main bola ji mam. Or main jake hall me baith gya.Thodi der baad dorr khula mam bahr aayi. Main sofe pe baitha tha. Wahin mam bhi aake baith gyi. Or boli kya hua qn chilla rahe the main darr gyi thi. Main bola mam maine apki awaz suni to maine socha shayd apki tabiyat khrab h. Mam boli nhi main spna dekh rahi thi. Main bola kesa spna? Mam boli draona spna tha. ab main unse natk krne lga. Kya mam aap hi sapno se darti ho. Wo kuch nhi boli fir main bola kya hua mam aap jyada dar gyi ho. To mam. Before we could start up our next adventure though, Mina interrupted the silence. ‘Before we move on, I need to tell you something, Ty..’ ‘What’s that?’ I asked, very concerned. ‘Well, it’s just.. that I’ve had a crush on you since the beginning of this year. I was hoping that we would get a chance to talk to each other more, and… and.. I just wanted to tell you… that…’ I wasn’t liking this. It seemed like this wonderful evening would take a sharp turn… ‘I know that I have a boyfriend, but I. So you can take care of that before I deliver you. Get on your knees."When I defiantly refused, he grabbed one of my breasts by the nipple and yanked, then slapped it hard with his other hand. I yelped and he forced me to my knees. "I tell you what, bitch. You don't cooperate the time you're here, then the time you're here could be a lot longer than you'd like it to be. YOu piss me off and I'll ship you out to the county jail . . . the men's jail . . . and you can be the cellblock pussy for a.