Finally about three in the morning a van pulled up to the curb and two guys carried her to the porch and rang the doorbell before getting back in the ...an and taking off.This time I got it all on tape. I zoomed in on the license plate and each of the three faces that I could see. There was a driver but he stayed in the front seat behind the wheel ready to go. I made a couple of copies while my wife took Cheryl Ann to the hospital again. This time I handed the police the DVD as evidence.The next. Now without waisting much time coming to the story. I will describe this real incident in Hindi kyu k jo maza hindi mai hai wo kisi ar mai nahi.Kuch dino phele mai bahut hi preshan tha kyu k mujhe paiso k bahut zarurat thi. Tb mai ne socha k kuch aisa kaam kiya jaye jiss mai short time mai zayada paise mille. Phir mai ne ek gigolo ban ka faisla kya. Bahut dinno tk wait krne k baad ek din achanak mujhe ekk call aaya karib 11:30 am baje. To udhar se ek aurat ki aawaz aai to usne mujh se kaha k. . in the long run ... Never mind. Listen you'll sweep the pavement outside the doors."Emin frowns. "That's supposed to be your..." Just do it ... if she bails you can grab her ass when you catch her or something..." You're an asshole." Yeah, yeah ... Now get lost."Emin hurries to the back of the store, picking up a broom, on his way to the main entrance. He speaks to Angelika, telling her something might be up with one of the customers. Then he starts sweeping the pavement outside the store.At. Sylvia's mouth was open and her eyes shut. She shook her head in disbelief, opened her eyes without changing her expression. Laura watched, waiting for a reaction. It didn't come.It was a standoff. The two women remained silent, Sylvia looking down at the table, Laura watching, expressionless."She's not a whore," I repeated, wanting to stir some response from Sylvia. She looked at me, languorously, her eyes glazed and her lips quivering."I know she isn't." Sylvia looked adoringly at Laura as if.