Ava atha vangikitu inaki nee sofa la paduthukonu solitu ula poi kathuva sathita. Ava ula pona 10 min la thirupiyum avangaloda monagal sathamum bed adu...a sathamum ketute irunthichi. Intha en amma en appavayum enayum asinga asigama vera thititu iruntha. Oru pota payana kalyanam pani oru potaya pethathuku una mari oruthiku vepatiya irukalamunu sona, itha ketathum enaku mood ayi kai adichi adichi oothunan. Night fullah en amma monagura sathamum bed sathamum ketute irunthichi apuram epadiyo oru. I had hired a private investigator to do a little digging. I didn’t need much. I found out details about all three men. It turned out, like the other two, Steven was also married. He had tied the knot six months earlier, marrying the twenty-year-old daughter of the President of their company. Ha ha ha. Go figure.The investigator was able to get me the names and contact information for the spouses, a few relatives, and in-laws. That would come in handy.By Friday, everything was set and in place.. She continued to beg and plead with her father, "Please, Papa, please listen to me. I need your understanding," she sobbed, her heaving causing her heavy breasts to bob up and down on her chest. Her father looked at her with disgust, "Let go of the fence you cheap whore," he said. He pulled Nena forward roughly, his big laborer's hand clutching her upper arm in a vice like grip. His thick fingers gripping upper arm like a pair of pincers.Nena lost her grip on the steel poles and cried out as. Shelly Saturn, the interstellar chanteuse, arrived next. Something was definitely up, Gladys realized: she and her band, the Rings of Saturn, weren't scheduled for hours. For that matter, the Rings of Saturn were nowhere to be seen.Then finally Lyn MacDonald, the camerawoman who had arrived as an already-pregnant Fille de Roi, showed up, nude as usual aside from her concubine collar.Echoing down the hallway from Banquet Room One, Gladys could hear the giggles of the mob of girls. Whatever it.