Mora kintu setabelku abasthha barbji lani, mu dhire dhire jangha jae gali o tapare au uparaku dabibaku sahasa kali nahi , bhauja mo paint upare uthith...batanbu ku dekhi sarileni. Se kahile plz au tike uparaku daba na..mu sahasa ra sahita jangha dabaibaku lagili kintu se dhire dhire saree ku upara ku uthauthile, kichhi samaya pare se kahile vibek plz eithhi autike upara ku dabau na. Mu kintu tanka janghara sesa jae jai sarilini.Mu; keuthhi?Bhuaja: au tike uparaku . Mu dhire kari tanka bia upare. I told her it wasn't too far, we'd be there in 15 minutes if we didn't hit traffic. We didn't, but she had clammed up again in the car, and simply stared straight ahead, only to look into the bag where her gown was from time to time, and run her fingers across the fabric. Weird didn't begin to describe her.We arrived at the mall and luckily got a parking spot right up front. I couldn't figure out why she'd wanted this one, it was pretty similar to the one we'd just left, and in fact about 90%. "I all could think of was killing my own flesh and blood, my brother. "OK, this is the last time. You're coming to live with me. You're 18 years old. I can get you a good job here or if you want you can even go to the college."I would do anything for my niece. She was the light of my life since the day she was born. I never married and had always loved my sweet sister in law and Mandy. I hated the way my brother treated them. For some reason he had turned into a very abusive person over the. I was 18 when everything started to go wrong for me. I made a phone call to a local phone service that advertised intimate encounters between adults and as I started to go through the system there was no one on except this one woman, and she and I started chatting and I decided to meet. Later that day as we were going to meet I was shocked to find that sexy voice had actually belonged to man, who was sitting in the pre-arranged car where nothing at all except a pair of panties a bra and an open.