What gives?’ ‘Didn’t she explain it to you?’ ‘She said something about a change being as good as a holiday and that the two of you have this...arrangement of taking a break from each other for a couple of days every month. I still don’t get it, if I was to last longer than a couple of nights with some guy, I sure as hell wouldn’t be sharing him with anyone else, for whatever reason.’ ‘She’s just protecting what’s hers. Let me ask you one thing, what happens to women every month?’ ‘Oh, I’m. There is such a heavy feeling of hopeless in her spirit. It is weighing her down like an anchor. Tonight may just be the night. This just may be the last supper. She didn’t make it to Dick’s but if she adds a bar of dark chocolate to her vino it becomes a meal. Suicide was never very far from her mind. She can’t decide if it’s death she wants or if she feels as if death is her only option for freedom. Either way she is still unclear whether or not suicide will send her to hell, so she never. Aur fir mene choot per pura jor dikhastart kar diya ab tak choot me kafi pani aa chuka tha . Jaise jaise meri speed badh rahi thi bhabhi ka shrir akadta ja raha tha choot bhi land perr kasti ja rahi thi . Fir achanak bhabhi haaiiii ce ce ce ce Karti hui jhad gaye unki choot mere land per aise laplapa rahi thi ki jaise woh mere land ka kiss kar rahi Ho .bhabhi ek dum shant pad chuki thi lekin mere dhakkon ki speed aur badh gayee thi bhabhi dubara fir jos me aane lagi thi lekin is bar bhabhi. Luckily, there were so many people that were willing to help me. There was one rehearsal that stood out the most for me. I guess the best way to describe it would be: a new Experience. One that I definitely enjoyed, and definitely want to do again. Amber was the assistant choreographer. She had long brown hair and light, milk chocolate-coloured eyes. Her dancer's body was long, lean and tight. I was envious of her incredible talent and flexibility. She was strict when she needed to be, but soft.