Ya nahi to khud ko khatm kar lungi….’thakurain to baat sunane ki aadi thi nahi , wah bhi lalla ke bare me.Thakurain ne ek jhannatedar thappad jadd...ya neelam ke gaalon par…aur garazi…’kaan kholkar sun le lalla ke maa baap nahi hai….Wah jo maange use milna chahiye…job hi maange…samajh gayi….Jo bhi maange.Neelam ka munh khula ka khula rah gaya usne kaha ‘amma aap janati ho kya bol rahi ho?’….’haan bilkul jo tere kaano ne suna hai’sapat sa uttar thakurain ka.Nawase ke laad me bilkul andhi…ya fir. Two marble nymphs cavorted in the center of a large circular fountain. Each nymph held a simple jar tipped to its side, spilling the water into the pool. The thing that held Arielle's attention was the faces of the nymphs. Each was the same, delicate features, a heart shaped face, the hint of a dimple upon the smooth white cheeks. Each was smiling with full lips and perfect teeth. "Who is she?" she whispered to Nicky, motioning with her hand toward the pool.Nicky let his hands come to rest upon. Aoede fought back a tear as Klothos kissed her cheek. Allen had ruined two dinners so he dressed, went to the buildings parking garage, got in his car and again drove himself to a pastrami sandwich and a beer. Edie was there. She was with an older woman and waved him over. He was introduced to her mother. ‘I was wondering when you were going to get here,’ Edie said. ‘We were getting worried.’ Allen was very quick witted and simply apologized and blamed a minor disaster at work. ‘Maybe we. He stood there with his jaw on the floor until she spoke.“Ready to go Mr.?”, she said with a sly grin. Jake caught the smell of alcohol coming from her soft red lips as she spoke. She was getting her courage from the booze he figured. Now that was the Tammy he knew.“Sure. You look great”, he added to give her credit for dressing like a woman of the night. Oh yes. She could easily pass for a high class hooker the way she was dressed. Jake would be the envy of the whole bar.“I’ll get my bag”, she.