Man kiya jor se chillau aur mummy ko bula lu. Magar munh se kuch na nikla.Meri to halat bigad gai,chut masti me risne laga. Papa ne usi halat me pura ...andle bujha to dia par meri kuwari chut me aag laga di. Papa khade ho kar apna kapda thik kar bole,”Ab cake kato,” Maine kapte huwe cake kata. Papa ne mujhe ek tukda khilaya to mai bhi unhe dene lagi to papa bole, “Ye kya Neeta, main tumhe hamesa apni god me baitha kar khilaya hu. To apni god me hi baitha kar khaunga,” Aur wo dusri or ja kar bed. For a moment I thought she could actually see me as I now was, but then I remembered she used to always do this when I was a kid. I played along. No I havent, I shot back. I was beaming. Yes you have, she insisted as she handed me a steaming cookie and the glass of milk. I snatched the cookie and took a large bite. It was just as I remembered. I took a swig of milk and swallowed. In mere seconds, the cookie was gone. In fact, continued my aunt, youre so big you deserve another cookie. She. " Hi," he replied thickly. "Yeah... but she said you worked until eleven."He was drinking, and by the sound of his voice, rather heavily, Susan decided. She said: "I do ordinarily, but I'm not going to work in the dining- room anymore. I start in the casino tomorrow night, Jamey... dancing."There was a moment of silence, then, he said: "Y-You what? Did I hear you right, Susan?" Yes... I'm sure you did, Jamey. I'm going to dance in the Diamond Dell casino," she said evenly."You... you mean. You know the ones from that big box store. Having driven off without a bait bucket, I decided to stop and pick it up. Luckily, there was little traffic that day with most people toiling away at their jobs it being Wednesday. So, hitting the flashers, I backed up a bit and pulled over to park. After all, no sense in walking the 25 yards or so back to the bucket. I hit the trunk release as I got out intending to pick up the bucket and chunk it into the back of the car.As I reached for the bucket,.