But he was the web, not the spider in this trap. The Spider was Preston Miles, and during my brief little touches in Jules Harker's mind I caught my f...rst real break in a long time. Jule's Harker knew where and when Preston Miles had been born. Merrimack Hospital, in Canterbury, New Hampshire. July 17th, 1992. By the Teranan calendar, that made him 43 years old.Wing and I took off for home to get ready for a trip to Canterbury, and as we went, I could only wonder about what I might find.. Fir mene usse kaha ek sart par dunga wo boli kya.Mene kaha ki me uske gal par ek kiss karunga to boli nhiMene kaha thik hai tab to ni dunga to fir maan gayito mene use niche bedroom me ane ko kaha wo aa gayi fir me uske paas gaya or use kamar se pakad kar apni or khinch liya or uski gand par hole se hath ferne laga wo kuch nhi bol rahi thi. Fir mene uske neck par ek kiss kiya.Wo halki awaz me aahhh……. Karne lagi or bola bas or nhi tumne mujhe kiss kar diya to mene kaha ki khatam kaha kiya hai. ”“Thank you, my love, yes coffee please,” said Helene.When I came back, five minutes later they were sat up in bed. I passed the drinks to them.David looked a bit uncomfortable, and it looked like he wanted to say something. It took him a while, but finally, he did speak.“Phil. I don’t know what to say to you for sharing Helene with me. Thank you, doesn’t sound enough for spending time with this wonderful woman.”“Its ok, no need to thank me. We wanted it, and it was Helene who seduced you not. And the damn costume was a bit too small,I think it had been used the Christmas before in a nativity play.Had probably been used for a lot of plays.So I was almost face first in Eves ass. It was a sweet ass to be fair,thanks to her regular visits to the gym.I gave her a cheeky little bite on the ass which made her jump.I giggled a little which I hoped was muffled by the costume, and I heard the crowd laugh loudly.I wasn't sure if they laughed at the play,or the donkey jumping.The I bit her.