..” She sank to her knees and began to unfasten his pants. She had just started to pull on the zipper when he took her hands and pulled her to her ...eet, saying, “Wait. Let’s...let’s go to your house. Can we?”“Let’s run.”It was of course much too far to run, but they held hands and walked as fast as they could, too breathless to speak but looking at each other a lot and laughing for no reason.When they reached her house, however, they did run: up the stairs and into her room. There they. Or kuch samai baad mausi gyi thi kuch saman lane or barish teji se hone lagi mausi puri tarah se bhig(wet) ho gyi thi unki bra ki strip puri scene ho rahi thi red colour ki thi.Fir mausi gyi kapda change karne bathroom me fir wo dusra black colur ka maxi pahen li wo bohot dheli (lose) thi .Me bathroom me gya red colur ke bra dekha or panty dekhi or unhe chumne lga or muth(masturbate) kar li.Fir khana bnai mausi ne hum sab khai mausa ko tiffin diya mausa ko or night me apne job pe chale bye.Jab. Gas and diesel prices were now just about where they were before the brief Saudi-Iran War started, and they admitted (grudgingly) that they'd had no trouble filling up for the entire route along I-10. More proof that bastards get all of the good luck in life!With another financial burden relieved, and the very last of our clothing and boxes moved into our new permanent home, I ought to have been elated ... but the relief just wouldn't come. I didn't want to fix our first meal alone in the new. Walking through the family room, I go into the kitchen to fix a sandwich to eat. Standing at the sink, I look out one of the windows and gaze out into the front yard. Darkness is setting in quickly now. I don't see any cars drive past the house, which is unusual for this time of evening.I don't see any trick-or-treaters out tonight either. Because of the serial killer, the neighborhood has arranged for the kids to come to the nearby elementary school for a Halloween carnival, instead of walking.