"God damn this floor is cold lady," he snarled, "Can't we get up? My hemorrhoids are hurtin'."Brenda swung the gun around to Artie in a menacing way a...d stared at him. Arte kept twitching. Artie had small hands for a man and they were not much larger than his wrists. He kept wiggling until he had one hand free and reached into his back pocket and took out his penknife. He kept wiggling and opened the knife and started cutting his brother's ropes. He was almost through the bounds on his. Choti mami ke chutar badi mami ki tarh the wo unko chat rahi thi choti mami boli didi appTo bahut acche se chutar chatty hai wo boli “jab hum chote the to mai aur baki cousin aise hi khelte the aur bahar jab tatti karne jati the to bas tissue se poch lete the aur ek dusre ke chat ke saf karte the 15 dhakko ke bad mai choti mami ke piche laga jake .Wo ek dum palat ke boli ki “tannu meri gand mat mar mujhe bhaut dard hoga meri gand didi ki tarah mulayam nahii hai maine uski ek nahi suni aur uski. Or maybe it was re-dyed ... her hair."What are you doing?" she asked."Nothing you'd be interested in," I said."How do you know?"I wondered if there would ever be a time that she didn't question something I said."It's dirty old man stuff," I said. I was searching for a particular word. I knew it existed. I was pretty sure it started with a "P," but it was just beyond my reach. If she would leave me alone for another thirty seconds I was sure I could get it.Of course she did anything but leave me. Walter Denton had been driving Miss Freelove to school on Tuesdays andThursdays for several years. He was ten days older than Amber, whichwas great for that 18+ rule. There was that messy matter of needing tobe 16 to obtain a driver's license. And the matter of having a car aswell as a license.Walter was undeterred. He drove Amber without a license for two years,then with a license for two years and a month. Less that silly ten-daylapse. Walter's father or mother never loaned him their.