Aur meri bolls ko chot kar saaf karne lagi…..Unki jibh meri bolls se meri gaand ke hol ki taraf ja rahi thi…..Meri gaand me khujli si mach rahi th...…jo meri mammy ki jaibaan mita rahi thi……maine apne dono haath mammy ki gaand par faire….Omg…..Mammy ki gaand aisi thi…mano koi makmal ka bada tukda ho….Maine meri mammy ki naram mulayam gaand ko dono haatho se badaya….Fir ek ungli apni mammy ki gand ke hol par le gaya….Ye…ye kya yar….Meri mammy ki gand ka hol bhi faila huwa tha….Matalb meri mammy to. Ok, come.Chotu: ok. I am coming.As she waited for him to come, she remembered her last kiss with him. She wanted more. Her doorbell rang. She opened the door and let Chotu in. she quickly closed the door behind.Chotu: hello bhabhi and he hugs her tightly. She hugs him back too.He kisses her cheeks.Chotu: I missed you.Ruby: I missed you too Chotu. Please sit. I will just make sherbet for you.Chotu: ok bhabhi. But bhabhi don't serve me like this. Take off your pajamas for me today bhabhi.Ruby:. I’m worried all this focus on Trick-or-Treat, ghouls and vampires, crows and scarecrows is seizing their brains and will leave them less than worthy citizens. Please editor convince me that I am worrying unnecessary. Virginia Shields, Olsen’s Creek.’ Carson’s eyes after reading that plea had fixed on the name Virginia. His thoughts jumped to that famous letter and answer published in the New York Sun in 1897 in which it was stated, ‘Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus’. He’d last read that. With his freshly poured cup, he sat next to his wife on the other couch. "Well, it was time to have our driver's licenses renewed, and since both of our birth dates are in October, we went down together. There were a number of people in line, and the lady who processed us was a bit harried. Annie and I began kidding each other and got the gal to laughing. Apparently, she didn't pay any attention to our pictures on the old license, just took our new pictures, did her thing, and we were on our.