Next day Khadir came to Kumar to talk about their business. While they are discussing Sailaja walked there with coffee cups for both, while her anklet...jingling. She gave a little smile on Khadir. Khadir watched her from the corner of eye while sipping coffee. Her beauty and body shapes size of boobs are making him mad. Hiscock became hard and trying to tear his pant. Then Sailaja called Kumar to other room and asking about something. Kumar came out saying that he is not having any time to take. I got a Bronze Star. I became something of a hero in the outfit. None of the other officers had been in such intense action yet, nor had they had any confirmed enemy kills like mine. I kept to myself, despite my new found notoriety, as I considered all that had happened. I had a scar on my neck, as though Garou’s lips had burned their imprint on my flesh. It wasn't that noticeable, or at least no one ever mentioned it. I also concluded that I wasn’t going to die. I had a tremendous hunger for. It looked like ponies were being harnessed to a cart. The rat turned back to me. ‘I thought about food for the journey while I was in there. Luckily for us, when I looked inside my bag I found a pouch of coins, so I bought this.’ He pulled out a lump of cheese and what seemed to be a flat loaf of unleavened bread. ‘That should keep us going for a little while. I also found this in my bag,’ and he handed me something else. I turned it over in my hands. It was a miniature book of extremely. I came home from work and went downstairs, no shoes, (and I don't stomp) to see him from a distance through the laundry room door; he was standing almost with his back to me, but just a bit sideways. I initially thought he was blowing his nose on something, so I just kept walking toward the door to get the clean towels from the dryer. When he heard me step from the carpet onto the linoleum, he almost jumped a foot, and immediately balled up the "handkerchief" in his hand, saying how he didn't.