He then slices into me near the tourniquet, layer by layer. It hurts, but barely. Eventually, he slices through the tendons, finally separating my l...g completely. He doesn't even leave a stump. It still feels to me like it's there, but completely numb. It's a very strange feeling. Once my leg is put aside, he picks up the metal thing that was plugged in. "This is an electric cauterizing tool. It will seal the wound." I can smell cooked flesh as he burns the joint closed. I can feel it. Jo main site pochnay per meri dost k sath ho a to agay chal thay hain.us he ki zabani wo main us say roz khenay lagi k wo mujh ko b apnay bhae say chud way per us ko to mazay lagay ho e thay or khush thi or is tharhaan din guzar thay rahay or main nay b khena chor dia or sexy pic dekh kar unglian kar kay sakoon hasil kar thi rahi kuch din say us ki tabiath theek nahi lag rahee thi to main nay us say kaha k kya ho gaya hay tum aj kal tum sahi say nahi ati nidhal nidhal si ho gae ho to khenay. "And I don't think it's a girl with size ten feet. Not unless she comes from Chernobyl."Inspector Richard Williamson gave a broad grin. "What happened?" The owner of the house, a local businessman called Jaroslav Doszak, I believe you've met but he is in Kiev at the moment."Richard snorted. "I know who owns it. Let's just say we've met professionally," he replied as they walked into the main house. "But he had some bloody good lawyers." Well he was out of the house the guy reckons, he left. When we got back to my place, Anna wasted no time. Her hands went up the back of her shirt to unhook her bra, and then she pulled the straps off her shoulders and pulled the bra out through her sleeve. Braless, her tight shirt was even more impressive. We’d been outside in the cold long enough that Anna’s nipples were rock hard. Apparently her jeans were a little uncomfortable too, because those came off next, revealing a cute pair of green panties that matched her discarded bra. She asked us.