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“Well, did you like my picture?” With that, suddenly the look in his face change from that of a man looking at his friends daughter to a loo... of a hungry man looking at a sandwich.
“Come on in little girl.” Looking out the door, he closed it behind him. "Now, you know I’m married, I don’t do anything here because if the old lady found out, I’d be in deep shit.
“Our secret.” I promised.
With that, he opened his pants. "So, you think you can handle this?“ Without saying anything as he sat down. He'd already gotten too upset about the disappearances and had overlooked vital limits, like poor communications. He dare not make more mistakes. He waited another moment, ran the plans through his mind, and strode over to his waiting men to select one to remain with a cellphone to intercept calls from their man in Boise.Other men were on the mountain with them. Eyes watched; ears listened. Word of the reorganized Russian threat reached the elders.Michael, Steve and Marie ate a simple but. I stayed awake and watched. It was pretty amazing to see.”Tara nodded and looked back at the painting. “It’s Bec like she was back before we left England. She must have been about 6. I wonder why she painted that.”Dan was looking at the painting and shook his head. Then he sat down on the bed beside Bec and Tara sat down beside her grandmother.I said, “She did some drawings this morning too. First she did that one,” I pointed at the one of me above my bed, “and then a bit later she did that. Mana apna dosto sa su n rakha tha ki kuwari ladki ko churu ma dard hota ha.es liya usa achi trah pakdna chiya thabi mana pura jor lga diya mara lund mota mota hoto ko chirta hua.under ki traf jana laga udher didi ko dard ho rtaha tha us ka mu sa dard ki krah nikal rahi thi hii aaaahhhhhhh haaa hayyyy bhai bhai choodd da margiiBhai nahi please hayy maaaa margii thabi mana dusra jhatka marr diya jisa us ki jhli tut ga. Jis sa us na chikk mardiii mara pura lund us ki chut ma tha.us ki chut sa khun.