But that was the way life went. If she tried to blackmail me about our orgy, I was planning to make her produce the two men. I felt pretty sure they w...uld be off to Afghanistan before she could work it out. I guessed that having money was going to make me a lot more circumspect in my thinking. Maybe I would just set up a fake identity to use for getting laid. I did smile at that thought. It was pretty late and I was pretty tired, so I signed on with the burner computer and went to a chatroom. I. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape of. Kiss seithikonde avan sunniyai veliyil eduthu neraga en kuthiyil vaithu irakinaan. Avan sunni en kanavan sunni alavu thaan irunthathu aanal nandraaga virapu thanmai athigamaaga irunthathu.Athan soothu en kuthi soodai athigarithu enaku athiga moodai koduthathu, Ramesh ennai nandraaga ooka aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru naan munarinen, naanum avanai kati pidithukonden. Neenda naal kazhithu ilam aanai oopathu unmaiyile oru thani vithamana oru sugam. What's your name?" I asked the little girl."I'm Sara and I'm four," she replied."I'm Brad and I'm twenty-nine," I replied.She smiled at me and said, "You're old. My mommy is only twenty- six." Since I'm so old, would you like to help me pick up these packages?" Sure, I'll help you." She came from behind her mother and put the buns and packages of hot dogs back on the tray."Sara, you are a very nice and pretty little girl. Thank you for your help." You're welcome," she said.I stood up and set.