Mujhe kaafi gussa aata tha..Ki mom isske saath kyu rehti hai…Ek din mom jab raat ko light off ke baad ro rhi thi…Toh mai uncle ko daantna shuru kr...diya..Ki aap mummy ho har roj kyu rulate ho…Aur mummy ne.Mujhe kaha beta aisa kuch nhi hai…Tum so jao…Aur mujhe sula diya…Meri choti behen aur mai bed par sote the..Aur mummy aur uncle niche bistar lga kr..Mujhe neend nhi aa rhi thi…Chand ki roshni room mai aa rhi thi..Mujhe saaf saaf dikhai nhi de rha tha..Lekin maine dekha mom niche leti hui thi. She could hold her drink - or so she had thought before tonight! But the cocktails she had just consumed were hitting like no booze had ever hit her before."Shall I see you in the morning?" she asked Mrs Wellings in a slurred voice, feeling the world becoming more and more a blur."No, my dear! You won't be seeing me again - ever!" said Mrs Wellings, her face becoming larger by the second and covered with a sneering smile. That was all Angela saw until she woke up with a very bad headache and in. ”Anne had never thought of another woman in a sexual way, but there was something about the sensuous feel of Margrethe's naked breasts next to hers, and the fingers tracing delicate patterns on her hip, which was exciting in a way that was subtly different from the arousal she experienced with George or Jan. She began to return Margrethe's kisses, which became increasingly passionate, tongues probing and entwining in a sinuous dance of delight, as the two women abandoned themselves to the joys. I turned away from the corpse of the dwarf I'd killed. I swallowed thickly; the nausea had caught up, and I struggled not to vomit.Morrigan, Leli, and Zev began efficiently stripping the bodies of valuables, while Alistair and I explored the room. We found some papers, many of which were written in a language I couldn't read and assumed it was dwarven. We took them, and continued looking, finding a small chest that was locked, and an armoire full of healing potions, runes, equipment, and raw.