...that was Darlene tied there. WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON!Before he could do or say a thing, he heard a voice..."Good morning, Frank! I thought you w...uld like to see how Darlene was spending her day today." What the fuck...", Frank sputtered."SHUT UP AND WATCH, FRANK...this is for you", the voice responded.Suddenly a very large black man stepped forward into the view of the camera and reached down to Darlene. He grabbed her tee shirt and with a mighty rip he split it down the middle.. Hell – I can remember the first day. Your arms – the safest and best place to be. I don’t remember the day I met you, but I remember the first day I noticed you. A school day, my first day with duties as a prefect I guess. I just couldn’t believe you were at my school – couldn’t believe you were that much younger than me. 18 months. All we did at first was talk. There didn’t seem to be anything that we differed on. We had the same views on our families, our sisters, our sport, school, and. She asked is ka mutlab tum ney jo kuch kiya who lust nahi pyar tha? I replied: bilkul phir us ney mujh se pocha to kia tum mujh sey shadi karna chahaty ho? Main ney kaha nahi lakin meray kiyaal main agur do lovers aik dosary kay sath kush rehtay hon to un ko shadi ki zarorat nahi hoti she replied tum kitney gandi soch rakhtay ho. Main ney jwab dia iss main galat kiya hai west main aisa hota rehta hey. She said west ki baat aur hai. Phir woh kuch dair tauk chup chap meary pass bathi rehi phir. The girl reflected within was about 15, the age my bodywas meant to be, she had hair of roughly the same length I'd had beforeand it was pretty much the same shade of light blonde.Actually, she looked like my much more beautiful sister. My generalfacial shape was the same though my lips were fuller and a littleredder, my light blue eyes were larger and my lashes were longer.I was also significantly skinnier with a toned stomach and a pronouncedhourglass figure. As I've already mentioned, my.