Ek din aunty puchi beta khana kaha khate ho to mai bola hotel me khata hu oo boli beta tum mere ghar kha liya kro mail bola or aapke families too boli...mera koi family nhi hai akeli hu . For mai kuch pucha nhi ok bol diya fir mai unke ghar khane lga or aram we time kut rha tha mujhe na jane aisa kyu lag rha that aunty much or hi chahti thi mera etna care kerti thi khana to pucho mat or night me dhudh bhi deti thi or kahti eski tumko bhut jarori hai avi young ho mail bolta kyu aunty to kuch nhi. I smiled humorously fully grasping the irony of my taking a girl shopping so she could be womanly. Like me.Craig Morton hated malls with a resolute passion. Lucy, by all accounts, could spend hours, not to mention great amounts of money, in several malls over the span of days. Pulling into the parking lot, I felt the ambivalence of Betty in the passenger seat, and the excitement of Janet in the back seat. I wondered with grim humor if facing Arnie or any of the other obstacles of being Lucy. The other Terrorist players managed to win thefirst round by killing the remaining CT players after they got the bombplanted.As the game progressed the boys would heckle the girl player and only herwhenever she whiffed her shots or got killed. This continued even throughhalf-time when they switched to the CT side."Girl you're so trash. Like holy shit how can anyone be this bad?" Zekelaughed in his mic. "I'd ask you to make me a sandwich but you'd probablyfuck that up." Yeah, you're the reason. Martin, but I am certain that your wife is up to something." He referred to his notes. "I followed her to work every day. Tuesday through to Thursday She worked all day only coming out to get a sandwich from the supermarket just down the road. Friday she left at eleven-thirty in her car. She had a passenger. I followed her to Marks Tey, where they went to a hotel for lunch. They came out at two and drove back to work. I went back to the hotel and asked some questions. They go usually once a.