Ab to mujhe unka pura timing pata chal gaya tha. Unke bacche morning eight am ko school jate the aur afternoon three pm ko wapas aate the. To humare p...ss wo bich wala timing hota tha jab sayli ji ghar pe akela rehti thi. Sayli ji bohot acchi he. Unke jaise acche log bohot kam dekhne ko milte he jo khud pareshani me hoker bhi dusre ke bare me saochte he.Ab pichle fifteen days me humara total four times makeout hua unke he ghar pe, unke hi bistar pe. Sayli ji mujhe roj roj nahi bolti thi. Abut. ”Andy led Marsha back into the house and picked up her nurse's cloak from the hall. He wrapped her in it, fastened the clasp, opened the front door and led her out to the car.“Are we going for a drive?”“This ticks one fantasy off my bucket list and get something to eat.”Andy helped Marsha into the car, strolled round to the driver’s side and let himself in. Five minutes later they were on the edge of the park. Andy pulled over into a convenient space. He strolled around to the passenger side. "Mother ... how could you ... spying on me?" he accused bitterly. "Guy no! You mustn't think I was spying!" I pleaded, stroking his head. "I had no idea you were even home yet ... how could I darling?" Well, you've still made me look foolish." he says putting a warm arm on my bare shoulder and murmuring, "anyway I've really missed you.His lips offer me a forgiving kiss and I respond.Guy makes that kiss far deeper than is decent.Suddenly I realise I'm very improperly dressed.Guy closes his eyes. The knife sliced through Dabir's coat and a quarter inch of his chest as Dabir stumbled back in panic. Dabir's primary power was air and the African flailed with spears of air as he fell.A heavy pin thudded into Krause's shoulder and another into his arm as the big man attempted to swing at Dabir again. The force of the heavy pins knocked him back a step. His eyes widened with the realization that he was failing at his last task. A fraction of a heartbeat later a spear of air from Dabir went.