After the third impact he lost his balance and they all went down to the ground. Moon Flower was the last to get there because of her waddling, but it...turned out for the best because she didn't end up on the ground with the rest of them. She contented herself with laughing at the pile of bodies.Little Mule was not as happy as she was. Once she got her breath back she was yelling at the others to get off of her. Fighting Hawk was laughing so hard he couldn't get up.Once they were all on their. She looks at me like she’s sort of confused, but I give a little wave and a big smile and so does she. My friends are about to head off, and I’m a little drunk, so I’m thinking “what the hell, I might as well give it a go right?” I go over and say hi, and offer to get her another drink. Things carry on like that and soon enough we’ve been chatting and drinking and the night’s getting late and the bar’s closing. We walk outside and say goodbye, and I decided it’s now or never… so I just. Coming to the story, this story is narrated in mix Hindi and English so forgive me for any kind of spelling mistakes ,as I have mentioned in the earlier story that I live in chandigarh and have excess to mohali and panchkula too, this is a real life incident .In Chandigarh we live in a society with just 2 flats on a single floor , in our neighbor there lived a couple and their kid , the man was approx 47-49 ,the lady was of almost 27 her name was “reema” and a daughter of one and a half year. If only I could see myself. If only I could see the look on his face. ‘My goodness, you are beautiful,’ he said as I heard him attach the last chain to the ankle of my second foot. ‘I will have these visions of you like a photo album imbedded in my mind forever.’ Now I could understand why he held off giving my lips and the tight opening between my legs the attention they were begging for earlier. His touch wouldn’t have been quite as intense as they would be once his hands that were drifting.