.. you deserve better. I'm such a... bumpkin. I can't even hug back, or say anything, or --"She scowled mildly and held up a cautioning hand. "Hold on... hold on, there, just... just hold it a second." She turned her face away, toward the window, seeming suddenly lost in thought. Then to my dismay she held a palm to her cheek and seemed no longer thoughtful but simply taken aback, possibly shocked. Then she whispered, her face still toward the window, "'Scuze me," and with her other hand she used. This happened when I was just 20 and was in the start of my sexual life. As I was very good in studies one of my cousin sister Sapna used to come to our house for help as she was appearing in SLC. Let me describe you how was she? She was just 18 years old but she looked 20-22 years old as she was well developed and very sexy looking. She used to wear all sexy dresses. Her figure was 33 26 34 at that time. Later I made her 35 27 34. When her parents requested me to help her in studies, I was. "Blame myself? Why would you think I would do that? I blame that fucking cunt and that fucking slag I married. Blaming myself doesn't come into it. To be honest, in a way I am glad, but that don't mean I am not sorry, for fucks sake I loved the bitch for long enough."Grey studied him and reaching into his jacket passed over his hip flask. "I have two bottles in the car."Shit you stole from me no doubt, bring it in I need a drink." Eric snapped."Eric, there was a note to you, I have a fax copy,. His upper right arm was mangled and bloody, and his face was covered in blood. “Oh, Jesus, Jerry!” I wailed, and then I grabbed the mike on my shoulder. ‘OFFICER DOWN! OFFICER DOWN! OH JESUS! OFFICER DOWN AT MATUCKET AND ELM! ONE-SIX-THREE TO DISPATCH! I NEED BACKUP AND AN AMBULANCE ... ROLL EVERYTHING! OFFICER DOWN!”Dispatch was saying something, but I didn’t pay any attention. “Oh, shit, Jerry, don’t you die on me!” I fumbled my gun back into my holster. Then I pulled a handkerchief out and.