He remembered seeing a thick moss covered patch while he was gathering wood. The fog away from the water is thick in the air away from the fire, and ...he moon is shining through the trees in the haze of the fog. As he feels the moss under his feet, he feels her reach out with her tongue and tastes his lips and her on it. While she cleans herself off of him the prince walks into the middle of the clearing, allowing the moon to cascade of her glistening body. Slowly he sits down, this time. She asked me to move the table in her living room and roll up the carpet. Underneath was a trap door. She unlocked it and stairs led underground. She told me to put the table somewhere and roll the carpet over the door as I came down. When I got down. Locking the door behind me it was a treasure trove of canned food and resources. Lit by one single lamp in a corner of the room. I see a double mattress lay in the middle and she lay in it. She curled into a ball and cried. I cuddled into her. She. Usnay aakhay band kar li or chup ho gayi. Mainay uska pajama utar dia. Mujhe yakeen nahin ho raha tha ki ye sab haqeeqat me ho raha hai. Uski panty ko sunghanay laga. Or uski choot ko upar se chatnay laga. Fir ussay pet ke bal lita kar maine uski panty utar di. Main pagal ho raha tha. Uski gol of chaudi gaand dekh kar ek bar to gush hi aa gaya tha. Fir main uske chootaro ko masalnay laga or uski gaand chatnay laga. Tabhi wo boli ki ye kya kar raho ho. Maine ussay kaha ki tu bas leti reh or maza. ‘What do you have to say for yourself?’ Barbara stammered. ‘I never knew…I mean I tried…. I mean…I don’t know. I guess you win. I’ll quit.’ Kurt shook his head. ‘That’s not what I want to hear. I know we’ve had our personal problems but this company means a lot to my family and I want to make it even better.’ ‘What do you want me to say?’ Barbara said, getting exasperated as she used a kleenex to wipe her tears. ‘That you were not as smart as you thought you were. That you were not smart enough.