" Tankena told them hoping they wouldn't shy away from the job though as he'd seen over the eons they never refused. Looking at Tankena a moment the r...d headed leader of the trio asked, "What is so special about him? After all he is just a human." "True he is human but not just any human, you see he has three Jinns! Plus..." Tankena started. "Three?!! Sisters! It appears that we finally have a job worthy of our power!" Nuha said as the eyes of the other two began to shine brighter. "Tankena. Tune hi to kaha tha maar le ab to marunga.such me dosto meri hwa kharab ho gai.maine socha aaj to gye kaam se.usne mera laund pakd liya or use sahlane laga. Or bola ghabra mat kuch nhi krunga thodi der me chale jana Main fir bhi nhi mana or usse kha ki mujhe chod do . Magar usne mujhe bhut tite pakd rakha tha.or mere lund ko sahla rha tha ab mrea papu bhi khada hone lga tha thodi der me mera virodh saant ho gya.ab mujhe maja aa rha tha .magr me ab bhi nakhre kr rha tha. Usne meri paint utar. I was sitting in the living room in the half dark of twilight holding a beer that was already turning warm from neglect. She walked in and from her actions she apparently hadn’t see me sitting there. She looked at the picture on the wall, my favorite picture of her. It was taken during the Dinner Cruise on San Francisco bay. She was at the front of the boat leaning casually against the rail, the constant breeze on the bay streaming her long, heavy tresses of raven black hair. The background was. Although this caused a bit of an uproar at first, Sam wouldn’t let up, and because she was such a good student the Dean turned a blind eye. Not that Sam’s parents cared. When they realised Sam didn’t fit into their idea of the ‘Socialites Child’ they ignored her. By the time Sam was 12, she was without a nanny (the last one having quit), without parents and had to learn to fend for herself. Because of all the rejection and sadness in Sam’s childhood she had grown into a loner, preferring the.