And he had of course Swapped out her Wand with a Fake one. But one could hardly blame him for a juvenile antics, unless they knew of the bad blood bet...een the Pendragon and Ashcroft Families. In truth he had some attraction to her, not that he'd ever tell her that. But Now it seems that he'd gone one step to far by Making her Room be in a Constant Downpour. Dumbledore passed about as he finally spoke up.''John this is he 42nd time you've played a practical joke on Ms Ashcroft, and I'm well. Fir wo chali gyi..Mast gand thi uski.Ek roan nhi tha jism pr.Uske jane pr. Amit-saali hamesha aise hi trsati h aj tk kisi ko nhi di.Fir hm dono beer pine baith gye.12 bje khana khaya.Or so gye.Shaam 6 bje counter p phone aya.Amit-hello…. Kayle-hii amit myself kayle.I feel some backpain any medicine you have. Amit-no mam but my friend is a good massagist if u like then I request him. .Kuch soch ke.Usne bhaijne ko kaha.Amit n mujhe condom diye or kaha jarurat pd skti h.M room m gya.Usne bataya. So, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised when one of my new neighbors took quite a liking to me. . . I’m sweating slightly in the afternoon sun as I make my seventh trip out to my car. Just one stupid box left. Of course, it’s the biggest box and has managed to wedge itself in the very back of the trunk. I’m bent almost entirely in half, trying to yank it free when a voice finds my ears. “Having some trouble?” I give the box one final yank, then resign to straightening up. The good. And I was turned on. Gee, I mumble, not meeting his gaze. Thanks, I say, being sarcastic. Of course, he wouldnt want to talk about earlier. Heck, he didnt want to talk of any of the similar things that have happened earlier between the both of us. Not the constant eye staring, not the chest staring, not the staring of lips, not the flirting that we both took for granted as well as a joke. I guess I should go, he starts. Yeah, you really should. I purse my lips. He brushes past me. I look down.