Fir meri choot ki honto ko ungliyo mein dabakar cheeti kaat bole: Ab bhi nahi.Woh meri jangho ko aur failate hue meri choot ke paas jaa pahunche. Aur ...eri choot ko sungh kar bole: Tumhari badmashi aaj main nikal phekunga.Main neeche unhe dekh boli: To nikaliyena, I challenge you papa!Papa kuch na bole aur meri choot ko choom liye. Fir meri choot mein aayi nami ko chaatne lage. Main unki jeeb se hoti ragad ka maza leti hui unhe dekhti rahi. Papa kabhi aankh uthakar upar mere taraf dekhte to fir. That's the barebones problem.However, you should know the whole story." I waited for everyone to beseated."Since that day, I have been plagued with nightmares. I blamed myselffor her death, and I just couldn't get over it. I was emotionally coldto each of you, and as a result, I probably made you a little but moredistant.However, there is one more thing. Promise me you won't laugh?" Why would we laugh?" Hank asked. "This is a serious time for you."I nodded and went to collect the dress."A few. ‘Damnit, I thought Ben was busy today,’ Nik grumbled. ‘Ladies, always a pleasure,’ Pete bent to kiss their cheeks. ‘Good to see you again, Peri,’ Ben followed suit before turning to his sister. ‘What’s this all about, Nik?’ ‘I’m just trying to do what Mama wanted, get to know Peri and be friends,’ Nik shrugged. ‘And you called Pete because?’ Ben prompted her. ‘Because she wouldn’t come to lunch with me without a chaperone, I don’t know what she thought I was going to do to her,’ Nik said. I pursed my lips in thought, ‘Well, we’ve made a little progress. She’s cracking.’ I smiled smugly and went back to my computer, giving writing another try. The words actually began to flow onto the screen, but they were slow in coming and not wonderfully poetic, but at least I was writing again. It was a re-entry into the world of the living, and I couldn’t wait to see Jeanie again. I wondered, for the thousandth time, if she might lend me her diary from time to time once we’ve made up. I.