Each was identical to the next and the only difference was the soul and character of each ship."Which one to choose?" he muttered to himself as he ran...a hand through his thick white hair, "Which one to explore time and space with?"From left to right, he looked at each in turn. Decisions Decisions. This was ridiculous. He should hurry up for the guard could return any second. His gaze turned to the third ship in the line. He had always been partial to the number three. Three it would be. He. She gave me an evil little grin and said:"It would have been a long time ago if you were the right type." And what type would that be?" Married, settled, someone with something to lose." Why someone like that?" My experience sweetie, is that men like to brag and the last thing a married woman like me needs is to have her husband find out through the rumor mill that his wife can be had." So if I go and get married, have a couple of kids and play the domestic role I've got a shot?" As good a shot. Brendan turned up and was warmly greeted by all but the young. His Irish brogue became more pronounced as he moved among the throng but Jenny overheard him at one stage."These two young people," he was saying, "will, given a chance, transform this pub but you have got to support 'em. You've got to tell your friends how good their food is." Come on, Brendan," said one woman. "We don't know how good their food is." Have you looked at their menu?" Um!" Well, come over here. Look at that."It looks. Tumhara lund abb is kabil ho chukka hai ki wo reproduction system ka hissa ban sake.yah lund mada ke boor ke andar jakar use chodta hai.thori der chudai karne ke baad mada ke boor mei yah pani pani ko gira deta hai.issi se bachha paida hota hai.lekin ma miss lund se to muth bahar niklata hai.ky amuth se bacha paida hota hai.ritesh tum bhi bahoot bachhe jo.Dekho, madam ne apni samij ko upper uthakar apni salwar ki taraf dikhate huwe kaha, iske andar mera chut hai.Pahle jab meri sadi nahi huwi.