O bahut garam ho gayi thi fir usane mera land ki taraf bad gayi or mou me lake jor jor se suck karne lagi ….Unaki chut puri gilli ho gayi thi o itan... garam ho gayi thi o boli ab tera land dal de mare chut me or fad de vase he mane apna land sat kiya or dhire dhire andar dal ne laga o jor se chila ne lagi….Aahhhh ahhhhhahhh ahhh fad to mari chut or nurse and nochne lagi…Or mane ek jor se dhaka diya vase he pura land andar chala gaya vase he o jor se chila ne lagi …Mane use kass ke pakda …Me. Ten minutes later we were back in the car lot. I let go of the door handle and Henry's leg and took a deep breath."What do you think?" I knew Henry had sold himself on it. I just wanted to know what he had to say."It seems to run pretty good. The tires are good, the brakes work well, not to many miles on it either. I wouldn't mind having a mechanic look at it, just to be sure, but it looks solid to me."He went to talk with the sales man. I went to look in Henrietta to see if I needed anything. Lisa decided to call her husband to see how his business trip was going. While she was taking to him she heard the voice of a women saying “ Hurry up and get into the shower” in the back ground. “That motherfucker he is fucking around on me again” Lisa said as she slammed the phone down. She picked her things and went to straight to the open bar at the party. Jason spotted Lisa at the bar and decided to try again to get her to warm up to him. Jason tried carrying a conversation with Lisa but. The Seven Eleven had just been robbed and the getaway car ran the red light. By luck it was one of our security old Ford Explorers that was crossing through the intersection and not one of the newer ones. It was T-boned in the right side passenger door. The driver had on the safety belt as the rules required. The speed was fast enough to push the Explorer 20 feet side-ways. That meant that I was down one person from the start, as the guard would be in ER most of the morning getting checked out..