Hearing her, I couldn't quite manage to rein in my own emotions, as I too started to drip tears down from my eyes. I had always hoped, but never actua...ly believed that Tina would manage to find it in herself to forgive her parents. I looked over to see who it was that was bawling so loudly behind Tina, and discovered it was her mother, overcome with her own emotions.The ceremony hadn't even really begun, and already fully half the guests gathered in the church were crying. Even Danny's eyes. "I can't think of anything I'd rather do tomorrow than marry you. Oh goddess! I'm getting married tomorrow. I don't have time for dinner, I need to make plans. I don't have a dress, you don't have wedding robes and I haven't planned for anything more than small snacks. And we have to tell my parents, Remus, they'll be hurt if they don't know before they get here tomorrow. We also have to let Ron and Harry know or I'll never hear the end of it. Come on, we have work to do! Dinner can come. Uncle : accha tum chinta mat kro jb me tumhari mummy ki chudai kruga tb tum meri beti ko garam kr dena fir sb apne ap ho jayega .Tapu: very nice uncle .Fir dono apne cabin me chle jate h jha daya or uncle ki beti aps me bat krte rahte h .Daya: aa gaya tapu bhut der ho gai .?Tapu:(man me sochta h :- mummy der to ab hogi jb tumhari chudai ye uncle apne tagde lund se mere samne karege ) wo mummy uncle se bat krne lag gaya tha .Itne me uncle daya ke pas aakr beth jate h or tapu se khte h ki wo unki. She simply lifted our skirt, bent us over her desk and then pulled our knickers down to our knees, before administering at least a dozen full-force smacks with her large, canvas, rubber-soled gym shoe.“Miss Benson always smacks us on our bare bottoms, so I wouldn’t tell,” I added.Miss Manson was obviously shocked and although she did not intend to start my punishment right then, I felt her right hand being lifted from my skirt and then connecting a moment later across the centre of my small.