When he pulled off, I spit in his face."Take a walk you fucking pig!" I yelled.He smiled, showing is missing teeth, and slapped me hard. I fell to the...ground with a thunk. "I love it when they fight." He laughed. I crawled towards the back door. He grabbed my leg and pulled me back. I kicked and screamed. "She's a wild cat!! Lucille!! Gimme a hand, would ya?" Lucille ran over. "Grab her legs."Lucille used all her weight and held down my legs. Tony grabbed both my wrists in his meaty hand and. At morning 6 am I woke up and had a bath I dressed myself with a casual shirt and jean pant.I perfumed myself with my favourite Adidas body deodorant which protects me from the Chennai hotness.After that it was 8.30 am I had my breakfast in hotel and started from vadapalani to velacherry i reached velacherry bus stand at 9.30 am.After reaching I ringed her no she told me to wait for 10 mins. I got a call from pooja she asked where am standing i said the landmark and colour of my dress.she told. We were talking about nothing at all, but I got atingle seeing him glancing at my chest as we ate. The fortified wine went right to my head; I actuallyfelt pretty good, knowing I was turning him on. I wasevery bit as sexy as his blond wife and a lot smarter.The sherry must have been older, than he said —probably as old as I was — perfectly blended witharomatic gushes of fruitiness. I drank two or was itthree glasses, and felt the numb happiness ofintoxication slowly come over me. I. “Who’s joking? We’ve got a hobo stove, plenty of fuel, a tea bag, water, a customer, and more time than we know what to do with, so why not?” I answered as I dug through the gear Alice salvaged from the ATV.The hobo stove is the clever invention of some unnamed and forgotten hobo genius of days long gone. The stove’s design is elegant in its simplicity. A resourceful camper could build a fully functional metal stove from scratch in five minutes or less with only a tin can and a church key can.