Fhir thodi mein khana leke aayi to meine bhabi se saath beth ke khana kahne ko kaha to wo maan gayi or hum dono saath beth ke khana khane lageOr kehte...hein dosto ki agar kisi ladki ko patana ho to suruwaat uske khane ki badaai karke hi hoti he . to meine uske khane ki badai karni suru kar di or fhir mein unki personal life ke bare mein poochne lag gaya To wo thoda udaas ho gayi to fhir meine unka mood change karne ke liye joke sunane lag gaya or wo husne lagi or fhir se meine unse poocha ki aap. "Begin on page 3, paragraph 6 please," Furrow said, looking down at the script in front of him. Shuman too looked at his script as the boy began to speak, reciting a line that I already knew by heart about the fear he held over his whole world being torn apart. I didn't have a script but I didn't really need it - if the auditions went like this, there would be no need.The boy finished his lines and glanced up at us. I thought he did a pretty good job at the reading but Furrow quickly dismissed. Weichenbauer was the world's number one ranked downhiller. And, there they were, in their "USA" coats, waving tiny American flags."Was? Americans?" one of them asked a friend."Hey, are you lost?" the friend asked Warren and Sophia."Probably," Sophia laughed. "We just wanted to get a good seat." I see your coats. Are you athletes?" Yes, we're ice dancers," Sophia told him."We skipped practice to come watch some skiing," Warren laughed."Ah. Is gut. Austrian skiers are the best, yes?" Yes," Warren. "No fair peeking," she whispered. The area being lathered was expanded, but only above his waist. She dug her fingers into his flesh like a masseuse. He felt her nipples scrape his back. "Let's play 'Twenty Questions.'" All right," he said. "Let me think. Are you our sponsor?" No," she answered."Are you an adult?" Yes," she said."Do you have a child in our new family?" No," she answered."Have we been lovers?" he asked."How gauche," she whispered."Hmmm," he said. "Had you been on the catering.