Aur mera kisibhi waqt giane wala tha. ” aunty mera abhi nikalanewala hai.” aise suntehi auntyne lund ko muhse nikalkar mere gotiyonse khelane lagi... Aunty ke iss harakat se mera cumm firrse andar chala gaya. Aunty mere gotiyonko chusane lagi usse jubanse chatane lagi. Alag alag trike se uske saath khelne lagi. Firrse aunty upper aake mere lundko chusane lagi. Abb main fir se discharge honewala tha. Lekin iss baar main kuchh nahi bola aur main auntyke muh me apana pura cumm nikal diya. Auntyne. " I could almost hear the teeth grinding."Now for the songs themselves. They were written over a period of years and did not fit the style or preferences of my parents. They are all over the spectrum of music. There is no theme to them. When I wrote them with the music that fit what I wanted, I could hear what it sounded like in my head. So you will sing it as I want it sung. No exceptions." Only about eleven of the songs will make it into the Review. The rest will be dropped from the line-up. If we’re together and you see her again, I want you to point her out to me. If she knows where you live, she knows everywhere you spend your time when you’re not in school and not at home. Now that we’ll be living in town also, with the two of us watching, maybe we can catch her talking to whoever her contact is here in Masonville.”“You sound like Charlie now. He mentioned that she may be working for someone from around here.”“Just back off and take a look at yourself, Rick. You’re called the. It only seemed like an hour at most when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I nearly fell out of the chair which I suddenly noticed was as uncomfortable as hell! “I am sorry Doctor Gance you have been going for several hours without stop. I was starting to detect that your awareness and energy were starting to drop. Ah! I see you have made excellent progress Doctor Gance. Yes, it appears you have almost half of the program rewritten. Though I am afraid that you will need almost the complete program.