I am flattered that you would want to carve a statue of me, but I would prefer that you not do it." Fighting Hawk watched White Wolf look at the beaut...ful carving in his hands in horror and shock. He suddenly understood the concerns of Fighting Hawk and what it might mean to the Cheyenne people to have Fighting Hawk too well known.As fighting Hawk watched White Wolf slipped the knife under the chin and shaved the face from the statue. Fighting Hawk smiled as he watched the lovely statue turn. Aab to teri choot ka baja baja kar hi chhorunga le sali samhal, apani bur ko bhosra banana se bacha…. Teri bur ko phar kar hi dam lunga….”. Chudai ke dhakke se mej hil rahi thi. Main yah sonch rahi thi ki majak mein Jiju Renu ko chirahne ke liye chod rahe hain, abhi chodana band kar denge, lekin jab Jiju nashe ke shurur mein bahakane lage “Sali! Tune mere lund ko khara kyo kiya….. aab to teri bur phar kar rakh dunga ……. Le ….. le ….. apani bur mein laure ko …. Us samay nahi jhari thi aab tujhe. She was worried; was this a prank or what? She was at the far corner of the beach and there wasn?t anyone nearby. There were only her sand footprints here. She was at a loss on what to do?Reality sunk in - her stuffs were stolen and she was stranded in a place far away from home. The woman lamented why she wasn?t more careful. If she hasn?t swum so far away from shore, she might have spotted someone sneaking away with her stuffs. She sat in the sand with her hands on the head for a long. Once she'd feathered the cream out, she dusted the cream withflesh colored setting powder.Smiling, Grace assessed her work. "That looks good. No one will ever beable to tell those aren't real." She then added, "But it would sure bebetter if they were real. Don't you think?"'What was she saying?' I wondered. No - it wouldn't be better if they werereal. Rather than disagreeing with her, though, I said nothing.Directing me to stand, she helped me sit up. The breast forms hung from mychest,.