Mera poora shareeer buri tarah toot raha tha. Gala sookh raha tha. "paani" maine pani manga to ek ne ek glass pani mere honthon se laga diya. Mere hot... verya se lisde huye the unhe ponchh kar maine gatagat poora pani pi liya. Pani peene ke baad sharer me kuchh jaan ayee. Teno wapas mere badan se chipak gaye. Aab mai bisterke kinare pair latkake baith gayi. Ek ka ling apni dono chhatiyon ke beech le rakhi thi aur baki dono ke ling ko bari bari se munh me lekar choos rahi thi. Wo meri chhatiyon. I lifted the bottle and shook it. Empty. "Any more pot?" Sorry man, all out," I said.He jumped up and grabbed the heavy champagne bottle by the neck. He waved it around his head. "Fucking junkie whore! Fucking child abuser!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. "Fucking goody-two-shoes! Fucking Tramp!" The bottle endangered my head. Being short became an advantage for George, but Micah started to steer it down towards her, sweeping even closer to my skull. "I'm going to kill you motherfuckers!. Don’t tell him anything you don’t want the world to know by the next night! It’s his partner you need to talk to as she’s good. I do not want to know what you’re up to! Just take care and see it doesn’t come back to haunt either of us.” David goes to speak so Jerry adds, “The fact you want a very quiet and private meet with someone in Texas law enforcement investigating organised crime is enough to let me know it’s something dangerous, so be very careful. OK?”“Thanks, Jerry. I’ll be careful.. It wasn’t supposed to be for kids because there would be a lot of drinking going on. However Aunt Mildred had a son a year older than me. Cousin Mickey was fourteen years old and he was stuck at home for the stupid party too. I received my orders in the car from my mother for the entire trip there. Children should be seen and not heard, don’t get into any trouble, and stay out of the way. Yes mother!Other than my parents and dad’s sister Mildred and her husband I didn’t know anyone there. Soon.