"What's the small blond like?" I asked during our break one day. The girl in question was quite petite, about 5 feet 2 inches tall, perfectly shaped l...gs, deep hazel eyes, and very good looking. “Karen? You've got no chance there," he replied, "she's a bit aloof, sort of a stuck up bitch, thinks us on the shop floor are a bit below her." I never gave it anymore thought as I had to get on. Later that day she came through the workshop, the other blokes were making the usual comments and, I. Evan tracked carefully down the stone stairwell as the darkness grew more heavy, suffocating even as it seemed to snuff out all forms of light with each tremor. He had to move quickly. He knew that as voices began to whisper bitter nothings in his skull."Keep going! Keep going! You have to keep going!" He said in bursts to ward off the internal screaming that seems to rattle in his thoughts. The seconds felt like hours as he crumbled to his knees. The voices bombarding his skull with dark. Tu mai ne kaha chal bharwee nikal sari mani akhrii bond bhi chusaa apni randii ko Mai uss ne apna loora mere munh mai nichoor dya… Main buhat gandi hoo cuki thi poree munh mai mani bharihuwe thi aur woh saab abb mujh se ginhyaa rahe the tu vinnet ne kaha uth bahen ki luoree mujhe moot aa raha hai chal kutyaa mere peshabd ka maza le abb uss mai bhi do teen qatree mani keh honge aur us ne mujhe mere ball nooch kar bathroom mai ghaseet kar le gaya wahan uss ne mere munh ko khuwaya aur kaha aur. ”Everything was kind of like the heroic end to a Space Opera movie. You could almost hear the majestic music swell and the credits start to roll when Eddie’s voice piped up, “Bubba? He called you Bubba? Oh, I have GOT to hear this story!”Frank looked surprised, “You didn’t know that Richard is his middle name?” No one that had any common sense at all spoke up.“Richard was named after his father and his grandfather who were named after the American Civil War general P. G. T. Beauregard.” Frank.