"Knowing the Lords and Ladies made me feel better. At least knowing their names on sight did. Lord Constantine of House Xion looked like he was easily...the oldest of all those gathered. I felt like I was looking at someone who could easily be my grandfather. Well, if I hadn't already known what my grandfather looked like."The docket did not mention you bringing anyone else other than Michael. Why is she here?" This was from Lord Mathews of House Vaughan, who sat on the right end of the head. Hussain(driver) jo ki muslim tha usne apna virya mom ke mangalsutra par dal kar wo mangalsutra ko mere papa se chatvaya. Virya ki dhar mom ki mang se nak pese hote huye uske muh tak pahuch rahi thi aur mom apni jeeb se wo chatne lagi ye dekh kar sare mard haste huye bolne lage” Happy rakhel day. Aaj ka din tu kabhi nahi bhulegi, randi sali.Ab mom ne sab ke lode chat kar saph kar diye aur apna muh bhi dho kar fresh ho gayi. Phir sabhi log sophe pe jakar beth gaye. Vaha par aunty ne bhi apna. They all moved around like kabuki players with a sense of moving to a final destination. The Chinese workers squatted in the dust and ate their food with strange utensils and brought back memories of soldiers and civilians alike pausing to catch a bite to eat in the midst of chaos. I respected that rite of survival and generally imitated the folks around me at such times knowing that eating and sleeping and other natural human needs had to be attended to in the cause of survival and the hope of. And just like the night before…that is when my cell phone buzzed. And….again, like the night before….it was Alan calling to say ‘goodnight’.I slid off to the side of Matt’s chest, grabbed my phone from my purse with one hand, and put it to my ear as I reached over with my other hand and began stroking Matt’s soft, glistening penis. While Alan and I had our usual ‘goodnight’ conversation, I toyed with Matt’s flaccid cock….rubbing the head and sliding my hand up and down his wet shaft.About.