Our itna kah kar vo rone lagi.. Is par maine bike side me roki our use samjhane laga.. Par vo rote hi ja rahi thi.. Maine uske aanshu poche our uske s...r ko sahlate huwe usko himmat di.. Is par vo mere kandhe par sar rakh kar rone lagi.. Our boli ki ladke sab aise hi hote hai..to maine kaha ki kuchh achchhe bhi hote hai.. Vo boli ha aap vaise nahi hai.. Our uska rona band huwa..Road puri tarah sunsan thi.. To maine uske badan ko dekhte huwe.. Sochne laga ki kaise isko choda jaye.. Fir hum aage. "Mahsud, Mahsud, du hast noch viel Arbeit vor dir, um aus ihr wiedereine vern?nftige Frau und Dschinni zu machen." Ja, junge Herrin, in der Tat, es ist ?u?erst fatal, dass der Ringjetzt dir geh?rt, sehr fatal. Ich ahne fast, dass du mich jetztbestrafen wirst. Junge Herrin, das ist nicht sehr w?nschenswert f?rMahsud. Nein, nein, armer Mahsud!" Warum glaubst du, dass ich dich bestrafen werde. Kennst du einen Grunddaf?r?" Weil Masud versucht hat, aus dir eine devote Dienerin deines Herrn. Lizzy took a breath and stepped into his hotel room. She was dressed in jeans and a cropped blouse that left one shoulder bare, allowing her bra strap to peek through. Her hair fell in brown waves behind her shoulders, and she wore eye shadow and a pink lipstick. Alex closed the door behind her.The room itself was fairly typical, if not nicer than the average hotel room. In the center of the room overlooking the side of the bed was a tripod. All the lights were on, with a majority of them. Most importantly, he knew that if he was to survive, he would have to leave the village. So Jorge Guerrillero did what so many of his countrymen were doing. He moved to Mexico City.That had been five years earlier. For a short time he had been able to teach in public schools in Mexico City, but word of his dismissal eventually reached his superiors and Jorge found himself out of work again.He was unemployed for several months, taking odd jobs when he could, and his financial situation was.