Lucy smiled at Kat’s naiveté. “No one’s going to card you here, sweetheart, believe me.”Lucy took Kat by the arm and led her to the bar. The ...artender, a cute brunette with big brown eyes, walked over to them polishing a glass. “Hi, Lucy,” she said. “Who’s this?”“This is Kat,” answered Lucy. “A very good customer of mine.”“Nice to meet you,” said the bartender, extending her hand. “I’m Casey. What’ll it be?”Before Kat could answer, Lucy spoke up. “Is there any of that absinthe left?”Casey. Sharmaji ne meri gand se nikili dono ungliyan mere muh me ghus di or chusne ko bola. Mere pass or koi option nhi tha sivai jo vo kahe vo karne ke maine dono ungliyan pakdi or anil ke lund ki tarha unhe bhi chusne lagi duse haath se sharma ji meri chuchiya pakad kar unhe daba or masal rahe the…..Ahhhhh hnnn seee mai chuste chuste awaj nikal rahi thi,Sharmaji ne apna haath mere boobs se hata kar mere short si nighty ke neeche daal diya or meri chut par haath phirane lage “ kitni badi rand hai tu. ’ ‘Where is the location of that ghost town?’ called a guy in a business suit. ‘It was a small settlement called Boswell, apparently named after an Army Scout who years later returned to settle there. Its location is southwest of Amarillo.’ Someone called, ‘Then why aren’t you filming there?’ ‘Well firstly because no one knows where the settlement was and our scouting suggested we could get more of the 1904 feeling by setting up here at White Deer. You must understand some 80% of our filming. I will try,” she responded through her tears. I patted her shoulder, helped her get in the bed, and under the covers. I gave her the kiss on the cheek, that I had intended earlier. God, she had felt good in my arms, but I couldn’t start that here. I spent a long lonely night in my own bed. It was but the first of many.Breakfast was at 7:30. Abby and Bernice were conspicuous by their absence. Afterward, Kristen and I were off to the seamstress. A talk with the School Teacher followed. I made.