Ah..plse ruko bahar nikalo…bahot dard ho raha hai ..marin marjaungi…. maine kaha bas mami abhi dard kam ho jayega aur wahin par dhire dhire aage p...che karne laga thodi der mein unka dard kam hogaya.Maine ek jhatka aur maaara aur is baar aadhe se zyada lund under chala gaya to mami piche ko bhagi par laat kandhe par hone ki wajah se hil nahi payi aur cheekh padi.. aaaaaaah. .marrgayi..prem…plse mujhe chhod do ….. aur apna sir idhar uhar hila rahi thi mera sharrir pura garam ho gaya tha main ruka. I waited until I saw one rise up to run forward bent low, it was enough! I came up fast, rifle to my shoulder and fired at the running figure, I saw him stumble as two more appeared. I fired again but I think too fast, although they dropped, I don’t think I had hit either of them.Bullets ricocheted off the top of the wall where I had just fired from. I rolled sideways and grabbed one of older weapons, rose and fired, to then roll back the other way, passed my rifle to the next gun. Again I rose. Another rose."I'm calling his mouth." He glanced at Henry. "It better be the best fucking head, ever. I'm willing to give it a go, but I'm not a goddamn faggot."Henry rolled his eyes. "Yes, John," he said, mocking. "We know you're a man, you do so love to tell us at every opportunity. I've beaten most of the gag reflex out of him, so go nuts." He giggled at his own words.Others got out of their seats, choosing turns, and surrounded the boy.Claude dipped inside Renee, but she was so horrified. I started running through scenarios about how my family would take my new source of income. People were already lining up, bringing over coffee cake, sitting on her gold trim couch to ‘discuss’ with my mother about her less than saintly daughter. It would be like wearing a scarlet letter to the St. Patty’s day festival. Nothing gets the gossip mill churning faster like a church potluck. I resigned, ‘What do you want me to do?’ ‘I’m moving in with you. I’ve got two more years of research and.