“I want you to listen to a relatively new orchestra called ‘Mostly Brass’,” he suggested. “The founder is the great-grandson of trombonist I...n Bousfield. His name is Harold Bousfield, and they have the most unique sound. No string instruments, except Piano and Harp. There is a strong percussion element, and the lead in their music is a mix of a single flute, piccolo, bassoon and oboe. Look it up on your iPhone XX when you get a chance. They play the same type of the music we have, but the sound. He removed his shoes, and painstakingly began to traverse the space between the front door and her bedroom. He was so close. After what seemed a lifetime, he reached her bedroom door. It was cracked open just a bit, and he held his breath as he placed his hand on the handle. Slowly he pushed it open. There she lay, her slender form stretched out upon the bed, right under the open window. She looked so small and helpless engulfed by the size of the double bed. Her pale skin glowed in the. She used to when I was little," he said. "But not like that and you're not her dad." I know, but I'm her teacher and that's kind of like being a dad," I said. "I could be your dad sometimes too, you know? Like if you want to play basketball sometimes, or need help with something. I can talk to your mom and..." I don't want you to be like my dad." Jamie shook his head and then pointed. "You gotta turn here, I live that way." You don't?" I asked, taking the turn and thinking I'd almost been. Usne us din meri taang uthake chut maari.Agle din wo fir se primary me le jaake chodne laga. Aise jab teesre din b wo mujhe primary me leke ja ra tha to maine mana kar diya k kisiko shak ho jayega. But wo maan ni raha tha. Maine khoob request ki. Wo 1 shart par mana ki main sunday ko usse gaand b marwalu.Agle sunday ko meri gaand ki baari thi. Usne mujhe kuttiya banaya or meri gaand or apne lund pe thook lagaya or pel diya. Meri to gaand bilkul fatt gyi or m chilla uthi. Aisa lag ra tha jaise.