Maybe I'm not exhibitionistic, but I sure as hell seem to be voyeuristic. Lost in thought I got even more turned around. God, what was it with all the...e red drapes and nooks and crannies everywhere? Is that the way back to the main room of the club? I walked through a set of drapes only to find myself in a small space with drapes on both sides. No, this can't be right. I need to retrace my steps. I begin to turn around, when I hear something that makes me stop. It's a slap followed by a moan.. " Yeah, right. Tell me, did he bury them in a casket with a marker and carefully maintained grounds, or just dig a pit and dump them?" Well, they're buried under his manicured lawn, and we held a memorial for each. David even erected a small wooden cross over his girlfriend and ex-wife's graves. He didn't bother putting their names on it, though." Really? I'm impressed." Sandy continued examining the nearby gravestones, shifting the overgrown weeds aside with her boot. "Maybe you really do live. She had started to walk past Marcy, but stopped, and backtracking came up to Marcy.?I bet you could use some water, couldn’t you Missy???That would be good.?Edna dipped the ladle in the bucket, lifted it over Marcy’s head and poured. The icy water ran down her head all over her body, and she looked like a drowned rat, with stringy hair running down over her face. Not satisfied, Edna repeated the action, leaving Marcy sputtering, her skin producing goose-bumps all over her body, and her. Puni mo fungula peta dei talaku olhai mo salwaar ra dora ta dhari tanidele. Gote jhatkare fasa ta kholigala. Chamaki padi mu chat kari salwaar ta dharineli. Hele mo pratirodh ku tk b khatir nakari se mo salwaar tale chadi bhitare jabardasti hata purai dele.“Uhhhh…uhhh,” mu sihari uthili.“Mu janithili tora b to nani bhali sethi bala thiba boli,” se chadi bhitare mo janghasandhi ku hatare ghasu ghasu mo kanare kahile. Mu jangha jete tight kari jaki dharile b tanka hata movement ku band kari paru.