Then another. My head cleared. The pain I felt intensified. I could see nothing through my own tears and the water running from my hair. But I wanted ...o see nothing. I simply wanted to die.But, of course, I did nor.The human body is far more resilient than one imagines. It can absorb far more pain than one conceives possible. One is stronger and more durable than one would wish. One finds that out as a slave.The trainer left me there and dimly I heard him issuing orders to the other galley. . Kaku ne ata mala khali odhala.. ata me khali jhopalo hoto.. tiche lamb kes cheharyachya eka bajune majha angawar padale hote.. majhya chatiwar , majhaya cheharyawar.. n tine punha ticha tnd majha tondat ghatala.. n tichye kes suddha majha tondat gele hote… aaahhhhh… at ate kes majha angawar firwat hoti n mala ajun tapawat hoti.. majha galyawar kiss karat hoti kaku.. chatiwar .. potawar n haluch khali yeun majha lund tondat ghetala kaku ne… aaai gaa….. khup chan watat hota.. purn lund te. She nodded. When she looked like she would make a run for it, Brick grabbed her delicate arm—carefully, so that her little bones wouldn’t break. She gazed up at him, her eyes pleading, her mouth trembling. ‘Don’t worry, angel,’ hesaid, pulling her closer. ‘We’ll get your pops out.’ Again her expression of admiration and gratitude warmed his senses. She looked as if she might kiss him. ‘Stay close,’ he said after clearing his throat. She did just that, hanging onto a belt loop on the back of. With Randy home on a rare night off, Marsha had suggested the three of them take in a movie. Chris was all for it, but Randy begged off citing the fact that he had been asked by some buddies at work to go bowling and that it was a men's only league. He however insisted she and Chris go ahead and he would see them later. He also told them not to wait up as these league games often lasted into the early hours. Marsha and Chris reluctantly agreed.They had gone only a couple of blocks however when.