With one hand, he raised Magdalen's head and all around saw her flush deepen to crimson. ?gRelease her!?h he commanded, and Jacob, moving like one in ... daze, removed his sister's halter and freed her arms. Now Morgan proffered the collar, still warm from its sojourn around his dog's neck, and began to speak in his harsh voice, now suddenly softened and confiding, his language that archaic dialect still used and understood by the Dale folk both English and Welsh. ?gWilt wear my collar,. And for some reason it seems important to me each time to try and make the effort to remember your face, even though I know it's probably hopeless. And when you catch me staring you ask why, and I tell you that I like looking at you - and this is true of course, there's something about your face that I find myself drawn to, maybe your smile, I have a thing about smiles - but also I'm trying to remember your face as a whole so that one day I won't have that moment of blankness when I see you. Jis pr bhabhi boli kya mene kaha ki han phir kyat ha mene lund pase nikr hatadi ab mera lund bilkul saf nazar araha tha. Aur mene bhabhi se kha ki toda sa tel is pr bhi lgado na bhabhi. To bhabhi ne kaha ki lagati hun pr us se pahle mebhi tumhe kuch dikhana chahti hun mene kaha thi hai dikhao. Bs pir kyat ha bhabhi ne apni saari utarni soru ki aura b bhabhi mere samne bilkul nangi khari thi.ab mene bhi apne sare kapde utar diye.aur me bhi nanga ho gya ,ab bhabhi mere pas akr beth gai aur boli. "Shhh!" she hissed. "Not so loud!"Dana didn't care if the girl was hung over or not. "Who are you?" she demanded again.The girl frowned, then she glanced down. "Oh, you didn't recognize me, Dana," she laughed softly. "It's me, Carl."Dana frowned. "Carl?" She shook her head. "Yeah, right." She glanced around the living room again, searching for Steve. The room looked like a war zone; one guy lay passed out on the floor, another sprawled on the sofa, and a third slept in a recliner. .