" Cold comfort," he said gloomily. "There's just no telling how much damage to the time stream a person can do in ten days." Not as much as he could d... in a lifetime," she said optimistically. "We work with what we get." Fuckin' aye," he agreed. "I'd just feel a lot better if we had a handle on every one they've put down there."Roseville, California October 27, 2007The house where Mark Whiting lived with his mother, father, and older brother was unremarkable for the time period. It was a simple. I eventually find the phone stuck between the mattress andheadboard. I take a look at it and feels like someone has my heart andguts in a vice and is twisting them."What the fuck! How the hell did this happen!!?" I yell as I see that Ipurchased an app at one point during the night. Normally it doesn'treally matter to me but this time I spent over fifteen thousand dollarswhich as I look through the email was taken from my savings account."What the fuck is wrong with me? I never do something this. She didn't resist Sa'dia pulling her into the room. And then she ripped her hand from her older half-sister's grasp. “No, this is sinful. Mother!”My sister, Ranya, appeared in the doorway. She staggered at the sight of me fucking my daughter Naila. My sister clutched at her breasts, her slender body trembling. She had a youthful face despite being a year younger than me, looking closer to twenty-five than forty. Her fingers twisted at the material of her nightgown, pulling it across her naked. This is nice.??What do you plan to do with it???Throw it on your face!??But?it’s my balloon. I filled it for the games???You know what me and the girls think of the guys who play these stupid games? You’re all such cheap losers???Priya, I’m serious. Please give me back my balloon.??No I won’t. You’re not going to go to the gardens and be another one of those loser nerds in that group.??I’m not???Nope.??Oh, what else am I going to do???This Holi, you’re going to be my personal loser.