”“People lock things worth protecting,” she said as it chipped away under my efforts.The lock was mostly exposed and very much rusted. My tool b...x gave up a hefty hammer. “Stand back,” I said. I gave the lock an enthusiastic whack. The shackle popped. I removed it, hooked my fingers under the edge of the lid. Lifted.You didn’t think it’d be that easy, did you? I rapped all the way around the periphery of the lid with the hammer, then added a prybar to my efforts. The hinges on the lid got extra. Phirme ne silpa se kaha muje aj padhai kar ne ki icha bilkul nahi ho rahi he meresar dard kar raha he to usne pucha sach me dard kar raha he mene kaha ha bahotdard kar raha he phir me ne kaha kya tum malis kar dongi to usne kaha thik hemeri pas aa jav. me uske pas gaya aur usne kitabe side pa rakh ke mera masajkarne lagi lekin me jab bhi moka mile to uske boobs ko touch karne laga ab usse bhi nahi raha ja raha tha. Phirusne masj karte karte mera sir uske boobs k bich daba diya boli le lode. At the thought of her dismal home-life with Henry, her bright, ambitious husband, the slight, satisfied smile that had begun to play across her perfectly-formed lips faded away and her high, clear brow wrinkled with anxiety. In the six months since her marriage to Henry, the beautiful strawberry blonde had been forced to arrive at the conclusion that something was basically wrong with their relationship, something serious, and until last night, she had been unable to put her finger on precisely. "The zebra stallion was still hanging around and snorting so it was obvious that one of the girls was on heat. Cye glanced at the stallion and blushed as she turned to face us again. She bit her lip coyly and self-consciously climbed into the four-wheel drive lorry we'd organised. Jenny shouted at the Zebra angrily and it reluctantly sidled away as the other centaurs followed Cye. We had had enough fun for one day and we drove off to search out some (for the centaurs at least,), less dangerous.