Since there was no one who knew enough about me to fill them out, the admitting lady had come to the treatment room of the ER to ask me the insurance ...ype questions. Once they were sure payment was guaranteed, they backed off. I sat in one of the chairs, with an end table beside it, to eat my biscuit and drink my coffee while I filled out the forms.I couldn't answer all the questions, so when I returned the clip board, I explained about the insurance and the payment. I also explained they. Clayton Andrew Madison, Lord Bramley, was not a happy camper. In point of fact, if such a common term could be applied to a Peer of the Realm, one could say that he was pissed! He berated himself constantly, for having paid those incompetent fools in advance.He still found it inconcievable, that fifty three well-armed men had been annihilated by nine defenders - five of whom were bitches. He didn't even consider including the boy, and his sisters, in the affair. It was bad enough that five. Magar aaj jo maine dekha hai, woh sach tha. Aaj jab main tumhare kamre mein gaya tha tab tum maxi pehan ke leti thi. Aur sirf meri wajah se tumhe ye pallu rakhna padta hai.Mummy – Nahi papa ji aisi koi baat nahi hai. Ye to samaj ki parampara hai.Dada ji – Beta, main nahi janta ye parampara kisne banayi hai. Magar ek aurat ko bhi khul ke jeena ka hak hai. Isiliye main nahi chahta hu ki tum ye pallu mere samne karo.Mummy – Magar papa ji mujhe isse koi bhi pareshani nahi hai.Dada ji – Main janta. I would occasionally squirm in my seat and move around a little to enhance this feeling, but I also tried not to let Mr Sullivan notice anything. He looked up occasionally at me but would put his head right back down into his magazine that he kept well hidden. He had a thing for hiding porn magazines in his notebooks and reading them in the middle of Gym and the Wood-shop class he taught and we all knew it but it was no big deal back then to us anyway. After a while I kept close watch on him.