I thought I was going to die." Come here." He patted the couch cushion next to him.Matilda sat down, leaning forward with her forearms on her thighs. ...eon tapped her on the back. She turned with a tilted head. His arm was in the air. Matilda studied his face and then leaned back, snuggling against his side with her head on his chest. His arm lowered around her and held her tight. They remained like that for a couple of minutes, and then his fingertips caressed her arm. Matilda listened to. From his perspective, she was immortal and he’d always have her. But from hers?...He decided that it would be best if he didn’t think about that too much. For the first time in his life, it occurred to him that he shouldn’t ask so many questions. He hadn’t wanted to know that last answer. But, after all this time, he finally had his wish – he understood her, now.Lisa was responding erotically to his tight embrace. He could feel her teeth chewing on his shoulder through his light jacket. Gently. I gave them the full treatment. "My name is Ooo Neh Na. Father Juan has named me a Chosen One. This is his story." I repeated it word-for-word through the third Chosen One as I had learned it from Miss Maudie. I went on to tell how it had come down by the Indians word of mouth, until it had been translated and written down in English by Andrew McPhereson. Sandy and Burt were impressed with my ability. I explained that I had tapes relating the story from start to finish. I was the last Chosen. On kar diya tha me fresh ho ke bahar nikla to mast fregrence aa rahi thiMene night suit pehna thodi der me kirti waha room me ayi ohh good black color ki nighty me qayamat dha rahi thi open hairs mere mann me ab kirti ko chodne ki hawas jag gati thi kirti boli aadi kya me yaha so jao mene kaha yes sure aunty aur kirti bed pe aa gayi thodi der idhar udhar ki baat ki phir apne bare me bata rahi thi aur thodi sad ho gayi ki mere kids nahi heMene unhe sahara dia aur bola sab kuch thik ho jata he.