All three looked hard and ready to fight at the drop of a hat. I knew that this was going to be tougher than getting Bakhtin or the other two.We could...not speak the language and had to rely on others that knew both tongues. I could not trust anyone so I had to limit myself to what I could ask.The best I could do was phone Bakhtin and ask him to send me somebody he thought would make a good Captain. He was going to provide crew anyway.Bakhtin phoned me back and said he would send Dimitrievich. Every day he climbs aboard my carriage and trails along behind me to the office block where we both work. Every day he teases me with his doe-eyes, soft lips and Bambi-like gracelessness. At lunchtime he sits laughing and joking with colleagues whilst I peer above my packaged Panini hoping for a glance, a smile, a waved hand and a tender word.I have become quite smitten. Nightly I have dreamt of the taste of his lips, the soft touch of his fingers running lightly across my skin, the lap of his. Agar ha to jo mai bol rhi hu ya kar rhi hu krne do ya ja sakte ho.Mujhe gussa to bhut aa rha tha but unko chodne ka mauka nhi khona chahta tha so ha kr di .Mai bola acha thoda oil to lga do wo boli ye hui na bat dont worry mujhe tumhari gand nhi chodni wo to tumhara kam hai mujhe to andar ke mal ki smell leni haiii.Maine bhabhiyo ki gand marne ke sapne to bahut dekhe the but pehli bar meri gand mai kuch jane wala tha to fat rhi thi.Usne table se lubricant uthaya aur mari gand mai lgaya aur. Wo keval formal bate ho ti thi us waqt esa nahi lagta tha ki baat itni age badh jayegi . Ek din mummy ne koi vrat rakha tha or us din use raat ko bara baje tak jag na tha us din mere dad ki night shift thi or wo duty chale geye the tab uncle ne bola ki mere gar par ake baitho me cd player me ek achi movie lagata hu meri mummy ko to ye hi chaiye tha wo foran taoyar ho gai lakin sath me hum do no bhai bhi gaye. Un ke gar me pahuch te hi uncle ne cd player me ek purani movie lagadi hum do no bhai.