If you know, it will all be broken. Violet squeezed the note in her hand, crumpling it just a bit, not to ruin it, but to possess it even more, to est...blish a firm hold on it, and to keep it from prying eyes. She looked out the diner window, past the pulsing neon sign, into the black recesses of the night. Sandee giggled beside her as Scott nuzzled her ear. Violet didn’t want to know. She did, but she didn’t. She didn’t want it to break. And she liked the fact that her lover was perfect. As. .To usne kaha ki me tuje leke jaunga..To maine use puchha ki tu karta kya hai to usne muje kaha ki kisiko batana mat .. Me ek gigolo hu.Or pyasi auroto ki pyas bujata hu. Muje thoda ajib laga… Usne kaha ki tu bhi mere sath aja. To maine use kaha ki me soch k batata hu. Fir ghar jake socha ki sala ye to achha hai sex karna bhi milega or thode bahut paise bhi mil jayenge.. Maine turant usko call kiya or kaha ki me ready hu..To usne muje dusre din sam ko 7 baje parle point pe bulaya jo ki surat ka. ”“Yeah,” said Flynn, “you should go, it’ll be a gas. There’s going to be a marquee in the beer garden, a barbecue and a hog roast. Dancing in the marquee and club dance floor till very late.”“Not been invited,” said John.“That’s not surprising if they don’t know you!” said Tom with a smile. “They may have heard of you, but they don’t know you.”“I’m sure they won’t mind,” said Flynn. “There’ll be a lot of folk there: just turn up.”“They know Carol?” John asked.“Yeah,” said Leo. “She was with. Baseball bat upside the head and Ol’ Grampy Santa going down like a bitch. That’s what brought me out to Twomps, or the Murder Dubs as we sometimes called this scenic section of the city. Inspiration, baby. I’d figured out a way to put something under the tree for my man. Something nice, too, something that’d put a genuine smile on his face. Apple had just put out those Ipods and James loved his hip hop. I didn’t know shit about it, other than the promise that I could put all his 2pac and Zion.