The flesh on her arm looked molted, and the muscle underneath was out of proper shape. The slightest movement made her wince.“I’m sorry, but I don...��t think you’ll be able to draw a bow or lift anything heavy anytime soon. If you find someone with healing magic, they might be able to undo the damage, but otherwise, I can’t imagine your arm will ever regain its full use or strength.”“That’s fine,” she said with a monotone voice and dead fish eyes. She shuddered as if shaking herself awake. “No,. Besides, I had a lot of girlfriends in college. I’ve never lacked for charm or technique when it comes to women.”She put her other hand on my hip. “Guess I really lucked out being at the coffee shop, didn’t I?”“Oh, nonsense,” I put my hands on her shoulders, swaying a bit. “I’m the lucky one. I’m a divorcee with five kids who’s past her prime, and I have a gorgeous twenty-something hitting on me pretty hard.”“Speaking of which,” She pressed her body just barely against mine, her breasts. Ye bat tab ki he jb me unse math ka tution padhta tha. Me unko dekh k mast ho jata tha kuki unka figure 36-34-38 tha. Kya mast bade bade boobs the unke k aisa lagta tha k bra ko phad k abhi nikal aenge or gand to bs pucho mat yr…. Ek dum chodi jb bhi dekho to chod chod kr phad dalne ka man krta tha. Me roz dophar k 2 bje unke yha padhne jta tha…Mera man bilkul bhi padhai me nhi tha me bus unhi ko ghurta rahta tha….Wo jb bhi sawal samjhane jhukti thi to me unki clevage dekhta tha….Or roz ghar. “Can you please tell me what language they are speaking?”, I asked the seatmate with whom I had been conversing in a mixture of my poor German and her excellent English.“They are speaking German”, she said, then noticing my puzzled look, she added, “They are from Switzerland.”“Oh”, I nodded. That explained it. Swiss German is about as different to what I normally hear as a thick Scots brogue is to American English.If language identification is a problem for me, imagine how difficult it is to.