Abh main sidhe khani pe ata jo ek real incident hai.Yeh baat lagbag ek saal phaley ke h jb main 12th main tha maa aksar ek tailor keya jaya karti thi ...o toda dur tha hamare ghr se liken tha sunsan jagah par tha ek baar us tailor me maa ka blouse bhr toda sa dela sil diya tha jis pe ko bht gussa aye or mere se boli Maa: dekh beta is bhar bhi is saleem ke bachee ne delha blouse sila hMain: maa toda sa he toh difference hai zada delha nhi hai par maa ka gussaMaa: use kyaa hota h delha hai toh. ”Neither Max nor the Mistresses paid any attention to us as we got off the bus. Instead, a man and a woman in what looked like bellhop uniforms hurried over to us. Both had gray masks over their heads. The nametag on the man said, “Bad.” The nametag on the woman said, “Worse.”Bad said roughly. “Take off your covers and follow me.”We followed him to a side door and down a long hallway. Worse followed behind us. At the end of the hallway was what looked like a narrow cloakroom with clothing hooks. The woman's breasts bounced and rolled as she moved. It looked like two cats in a sack fighting to get out.Susan hesitated a moment then said, "Bill Miller," nodding towards Bill. She nodded towards the couple and said, "Brian Blain and Sandra Jenkins." She hesitated again before adding, "The one with the oversized boobs is Sandra."Sandra ignored Susan's barb and asked Bill, "Are you new in town? I haven't seen you around."Susan quickly answered for Bill. "His company won the contract for that. "Hello old friend; did you miss me?"The tree gave a long shudder, and its branches opened up, as if preparing to embrace the hag."Yes I had a good time." She laughed shortly. "I met a pumpkin who wanted to have its wicked way with me." Her laugh increased although it held a note of bitterness now. "And a vampire who wanted to turn me into something like him."The tree shuddered again, and her laughter became more jovial."Ah yes, I guess you could say that I was the bell of the ball!"The tree.