.or mai chupke se us ko apni middle finger dika deta to wo muskura deti…kabhi us ko gand mai kamiz phansane ko bolta to wo ye b karti..wo b muje ais... hi sms karti k lund aj boht karha hai..zara pakarh k dikao..to mai ker deta..wo bolti aja mere raja meri choot mai lund gusaja..or tangain khol k muskura deti..or mai b tangain khol ker apni jaga pe bathe bathe 2,3 jathke lagata..or wo ye dek ker khush ho jati..ye silsila chalta raha..pir ik din mom or baki sub tv lounge mai the or maria dinner. She told me that I would be wasting my time coming to see you, but knowing that I have loved you since we first met (which was when I was 10, by the way). Mom told me not to expect you to even remember me, but to try to get you out of my mind, once and for all. I have needed to tell you these things for so long and I hope that you will understand and not be mad or disgusted with me. Do I still have the job?” she said as she began to softly cry. “How can I think of you as “Gene” when you are so. " Wait, no way, honey, you're not going to distract us by talking about our favorite subject, Alex," Patricia said, wanting to hear more about Alex's effects on his sister."Yeah, now that we've established why you've always been so attached to your brother, what about what's been happening this week? How do you go from being close to your brother to making out with him?" Shani asked.Cate stopped packing, sat back, closed her eyes and sighed heavily. "Look, I don't think I'm ready to discuss. “This one is simply called ‘The Tournament’. Once a week, a massive tournament takes place where people fight in one-on-one contests until the winner is crowned. It’s all hand-to-hand combat, with weapons being unavailable outside of the rare special tournament. Each tournament has a buy-in of 100 credits, with payouts going to the top one hundred participants. It seems that we’re in the middle of a tournament, though that doesn’t stop people from challenging others to fights while they wait.