So I was just searching near few cars when suddenly I heard a few cans topple down near the store room and ran towards that. I heard footsteps running...away from the storeroom in the parking lot, into the play area. I ran to the store room, and there were these old paint cans that had fallen down.Just to check I peeked into the storeroom, and spotted a skirt from behind a stack of paint cans. I went and caught the skirt and lifted it, saying you are out. Without my knowledge, I had lifted her. Shanenoticed it, and her friends noticed it. That should have made her feel self-consciousin a less than positive way but it didn't. Instead, it made her feel sexierand sluttier than before. The evening just got nastier than she had hoped for.And it felt good. Is there room for accusations here? Certainly, what Susan did crosses overinto immoral territory? Then again, it just went on so naturally. As they say,one thing leads to another. And another. And another. How many drinks were there in. “Relying on a lady means relying on a worthless donkey ! Nothing is there inside your head. All my money is going out in vain … .” He used to give a shouting start.My mother used to come out from kitchen and asked, “Why are you shouting ? What have I done ?”“Yesterday I gave you six fifty rupees and fifty paisa for paying the grocery bills. You spent about four hundred eighty rupees in that and then bought this worthless tea cups in one hundred twenty rupees. Do you think these were at all. Extra gas.Think you could get us an attack model?" You want machine-guns?" Sure ... why not?" Why?" Just in case." Well, you should tell the cops about the other staircase ... before one of them falls." The place is posted ... it's their own fault."Daddy hollered down the staircase, "I'm an officer of the court. You could be seriously hurt using that stairway."One of the more portly cops decided that the situation needed guns and started shooting.The Chief said, "I'm calling the FBI ... this.