Mutthi me pakda aur aur unko thele k upr pheka aur 3-4 jor k jhapad lgaye ” ye sb chillana rona dhona na abi krna jb mera lund teri chut me ghusega�...�Us din to bde smile de rhi thi…Ab usi smile k maze dunga mai…Kya makhmali badan ki begum hai tu shivani …Tujhe kb se chodne ka man tha aj to teri chut faad k rkhunga” aur ye bol k abdul ne apni lungi khola aur daal diya lund bhabhi k muh k andrBhabhi ki to saansein hi ful ja rhi thi wo lund ko bar bar nikalne ka try krti pr abdul fir pakad k ghusa. ” I thought it over, she was right. If nothing else the state would be sending inspectors to check all the bridges. If we sat there, those inspectors would find us. We sucked down a bottle of water and settled in to wait. For a while I ran the engine so we could use the worthless AC but the fuel needle wasn't very encouraging so I shut down the car. In seconds the heat and humidity climbed into three digits. Birdie and I got out of the car and managed to find some shade at the bottom of. Jean and Ernie met us at the Sundowner and we went inside and had a cuppa. Ernie was sill a bit shaken over Fred's death, Jean kept a close watch on him and when she saw he was starting to get a bit emotional she would rub his arm to get him out of it. We asked him if he would like to negotiate a price for us and he was more than happy to."You go with them Ernie, it'll do you good to have something to take your mind off of Fred." Said Jean.We piled into the car and headed into town, Ernie. Don't get me wrong here, I love my dad and I'm not disparaging him, I'm just stating what I saw. I went back into the kitchen and my mom told me to sit down. She opened the scrapbook, pointed at a picture and told me to look at it."That is your dad when we got married."I looked at the picture of the tall, slim guy and there was no way that they could have been the same guy. Before I could say anything my mom said, "Your father works hard honey and his idea of relaxing when he gets home is to.