He was a little overweight, and hairy, but that didn't discourage him at all, to that point. Becky came over and commend him. "Good for you'" she said...to him. "Look around, we're all the same underneath." "Yeah, I was thinking about what you said earlier, so I'll try it, this far as least. I slipped into my office and ordered three extra large pizzas. I figured supper should be on me, as a reward to those who agreed to stay behind and help. When I came out there was a goofy game of tag going. .Istara ka ab gand or phudi bilkul nichy ki taraf thy or cocktail bowl ko unka nichy rakh dia kiyon ka mein uski gand or phudi sa nikalny wala fawara bowl mein collect karna chahta tha.……….Phir apna aik hath choot ka upar or dosra gand par rakha or aik hi jhatky mein gand sa dildo bahir naikal dia or phudi mein moom bati (candle) ko undar dal dia………..Jo jhatka uski badan ko laga wo dekhny wala tha………pura jism sakty mein agay or uski ankhan aysy lag raha tha ka bahir a jayn gi…….Or dil ko khosh. Being beautiful helped and she had more and more contact with the CEO of the company, an old curmudgeon who had gone through several wives already. Nicole initially rebuffed his advances, but the old bastard really fell hard for her. He persisted, he prevailed and they married, much to the dismay of her many other suitors.She continued to do well, the company prospered from her patents and, predictably, the old man died. He died happy, in bed with Nicole, but it was traumatic for her. He had. Me?" No, dear," Marty said softly. "I didn't. King did. If you want to thank someone, thank him." By this time King had padded back and was looking at the woman with deep sympathy showing in his eyes.The woman looked at the tiger and just managed to say, "Thank..." when she lost consciousness."Can ... Do you think ... Will they be able to save her, Mistress?" King asked. "I tried my very best..." King," Marty said softly, "you were utterly perfect! If anything happens to this woman it would.