He was wearing a huge, tent-like Hawaiian shirt--fuchsia palm trees against turquoise sky--and bermuda shorts. He seemed very excited."Do I ever have ...ome great news!" he cried, manifesting his latest form of nervous tick... the rubbing of the side of his index finger back and forth over the ball of his thumb... with both hands."Really?" I said, giving the tub of guts ninety-eight cents worth of my million dollar smile."Yeah. I talked to my dad," he said, "and he thinks the bowling alley idea. I rose with the rest of the congregation to look back, wobbling slightly as my sinuses reacted to the change. Down the aisle came four imposing men, their requisite white shirt and slacks uniforms supplemented by well-tailored matching jackets and expensive-looking satin neckties. Rank hath its privileges, I guessed.I suspected they were the true Elders and Mrs. Wilson, being a mere woman, was regarded only as a pathetic but useful wanna be, but maybe I was doing her and the church a. His head was cocked to one side, reminding Carla of an Irish Setter looking at something in puzzlement.The question puzzled Carla and she asked, “Queen Carla?”“Oh course, my lady. You are ensconced in your silver throne. Who else but a Queen could live so?” Harry bowed and acted as though he was a member of a royal court dealing with a member of royalty.“Ah, it’s not a throne. It’s a wheelchair,” answered Carla trying to decide if this guy was crazy or if he was making fun of her.“So modest,. Mujhe lga mami nana,nani ko bta degi par aisa kuch nhi hua…Mujhe lga mami ko bhi achha lga he…Mami bohat shant he isliye unhone kisiko kuch nhi bataya…Mama ke death ke baad wo bahut udas he rehti thi…Mujhe lga unki bhi sex ki ichha hogi qki unhone bhi 3saal se sex nhi kiya tha…To maine aaj plan banaya ki aaj kuch bhi ho jaye mami ko chod ke rahunga…Sham ko khana khane ke baad sub jaldi so gye sirf me he tv dekh rha tha..12:30 ke karib mene tv off kiya aur sone chala gya…Mujhe aaj kuch bhi krke.