She saw us watching her and waved, then went back to her plotting.Brian sighed. "See what I mean about her ways of getting what she wants?"I saw a pus... broom lying on the floor nearby. I picked it up and unscrewed the handle.Brian eyed me warily, but said nothing.I held the broomstick upright and rapped the end sharply on the floor, getting everyone's attention.Maeve walked over with a smile that faded as she saw the look on my face.Ariel also saw the look and hurried over to stand behind her. “No. Not really.”“You know, if you want my advice, you really should just kick him to the curb. In the big picture, it would be the most humane thing to do.”“It’s not that simple. He is still Josh’s dad and I am still his wife.”“I’m just saying, I could talk to him. Keep the blood off your hands.”“No. I don’t want you talking to him. This is my family and I will deal with it my way. Okay?”Steven raised his hands as in surrender, “Sure. No problem.”Steven clapped his hands together and rubbed. Her maroon top was contrasting with her evenly fair skin. She still had her hair in a type of loose bun. She said in a flirty voice, “Come on, haven’t you ever been with a girl?” when I held her hand and raised it to see the writing.Surely, something was written in Marathi, but I couldn’t read it. I said, “If you don’t mind, I can take you to my friend’s tattoo studio.” She agreed.We went to the studio, and Ankur, the tattooist, showed her some designs to cover up the old tattoo. She selected a. Ein paar wenige studieren die verschiedenen Sexspielzeuge, die auf Regalen nach Art und Grösse geordnet sind. Die Männer und Frauen im Raum sind im Alter zwischen achtzehn und vierzig Jahren.Plötzlich fliegt die Türe auf und ein junger, vielleicht 28 jähriger Mann betritt das Zimmer. Sofort wird es ruhiger im Raum. Er geht geradewegs auf den Pult gegenüber der Eingangstüre zu und schaut sich dabei jeden der im Zimmer sitzenden Personen an. Er stellt seine Aktentasche auf den Tisch und wendet.