E collage mai parta hun mera dost roj vi mere sath he parta hai hum bachpan ke dost hai iske karan humra ik dusre ki ghar mai jana our sath mai he par...e parte soo normal baat hai ik din mai our raj oske ghar par parte parte soo gye meri raat 1 waje akh khulli to muje laga koi gate ke pass hai mai uth ke dekhne laga bahar koi nahi tha par raj ki sister nisha ke room ka gate open tha sorry mai bhul gya nisha ki age 20 years hai finger 30- 28-30 hai rang ek dam dudh jaisa gand ek dam mast ki. ’ Darryl’s tone indicated the end of the discussion. Brian wasn’t happy with Darryl’s attempt to cover up for Gino Visconti but he thought it wasn’t his battle to fight and that Darryl would have his reasons for letting Gino go. So, Brian decided to let it go too, for now. ******** Leigh was sitting by the window watching over Damien in his hospital bed. People had come and gone, but she remained. Lucy had come too, she rushed to hug and lecture her friend for being so stupid. Leigh sobbed and. Grace was a warm bundle cuddled up against me, and I thought of the many females of my own kind that I had lived with, and also the many human females who I had lived with over the years, but all of them had only lasted a few decades at most. Grace had already lived five hundred years or so, and if she was on her way to Immortality, we could live together for a long, long time.That could go a long ways to heading off the insanity that can creep into such a long life. That and keeping busy were. I had a cup of tea. (I never got used to the civvy way of having breakfast after getting to work).After breakfast it was my turn to drive. The only other vehicle I had ever driven, other than the driving school’s car, was my Citroen Ami 8, (the model up from a 2CV) with a powerful 602cc engine and a dash-mounted gear lever. Not surprisingly, I felt somewhat uneasy sat high up in the cab behind the large steering wheel and floor-mounted gear stick of the Bedford.I drove carefully out of the.