. much more ... will be revealed as each story progresses. The stories MUST be read in order, or the reader will become hopelessly lost and confused.P...ologueBobby was two, in 1951, when his father went off to fight in a “police action” that would eventually be called the Korean war. Bobby didn’t know that, of course. He was only two. He barely knew his name. Remembering “Mamma” was not a problem, because she was still there, on the farm, where they lived. “Dada” was a concept that grew mistier,. I didn’t know why, but suddenly there was a heat wave in my body.Since the cafe was crowded and other colleagues were around, i decided to stop the discussion there. I couldn’t concentrate on my work and the hidden evils of my mind started their show. I whatsapped her,”I knew that the top and spegatti don’t cost the worth of the jacket”, immediately there was a response from her with a smiley as “B & P”. I know what that means, but asked her unknowingly what that meant. she told me with a. Fir mene apna dhire se piche le gaya dhire se dabaya par is bar usne kuch nhi kaha mene fir ek ungli uski chut pe le gaya aur fir masalne laga pata nhi sayad ussey acha laga mien ussey karta raha fir uth kar chali gayi sayad wo nhi karna chati Us raat pehli baar mene chut ko touch kiya tha aur wo pal aur usi ke barey mien soch ta rha dusre din mien sako chali mien magazine padh rha tha snehal achanak aa gayi to mene book bandh kar ke fold kar di taki usey cover photo na dikheyFir usney pucha. A green painted metal helmet in the shape of a crocodile’s skull protected his head. Behind him stood six similarly dressed soldiers.“Ah,” said the man, “we’ve been expecting you Priests of Amun. The High Priest of Sobek bid you to enter by yourself. You are safe here and your soldiers can rest in the shade while you visit.”Alarec was having none of the Captain’s bonhomie. He rested the head of his axe on the ground and leaned toward the Soldier of Sobek.“Give me Priestess Henuttawy or prepare.