Tabhi maine dekha ke ek mahila ( jo yellow colour ki salwar aur jampl pahni thi rang bilkul saaf dhud ke jaisa)aur uske sath do bache jo ek us mahila ...e godh me thi aur ek uske hath pakde hue bhaagte hue chali ja rahi thi uske hath me ek saman ka suitcss bhi tha jo sayad bhari tha aur wo aurat use bhi sambhal kar pareshaan ho rahi thi sayad wo suitcss bhari tha aur usi hath se apne ladke ko bhi pakad kar thi aur is wajah se sayad wo aurat kafi pareshaan dikh rahi thiMaine us bheed me dheyan se. She started kicking and trying to turn over. he started hitting her everywhere he could. he then remembered his knife. he opened it, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head back, putting it to her throat again.She grasped her hands around his wrist and said “please! no!” thinking he was going to kill her. he said “listen, don’t do that again. you don’t want to piss me off. don’t fucking move, or I’ll use my knife, ok?” she didn’t respond he moved his knife from her neck, down her body. he once. "I'll say! Her sister, the Wicked Witch of the West, pitched a hissy fit, but the good witch Glinda gave her what-for and she went back home. Of course, she had the final word, saying I hadn't seen the last of her." What happened then?" The Munchkins had a party for me and then I started down the yellow-brick road to the city of OZ so that the Wonderful Wizard could help me get back home. I hadn't gone too far when someone spoke to me and when I looked the only thing I could see was this. Several of you even asked if we did parties, wanting us to bring the booth to your location. We even had people asking to rent or purchase a booth for their own use. So this post is a follow up with our latest "grope her booth" adventure. For those who havent read our original post the following is a few paragraphs from that post describing the booth:It is a frame of PVC pipes about 7 foot tall 4 foot square. Hubby covered it in a thick black double curtain with slits cut into the curtain. Im.