Emma looked at me in a mocking sort of way. I knew why. I'd most likely tell my closest friends first, one of them being Angel. This was MY gift, and ...mmahad told me that I alone could choose whom I wanted to tell my secrets to. I'd enjoy this. "Now," she said, "I'll ask you one last time, who would you like to fuck?" It all made sense now, the call, being able to pick anyone. It was all part of our genetics. I could live my every fantasy, I could even sleep with... no. I'm not going to do. . Boli.. Oooohhhh… Vic… Chusoooooo.. Bahooot tadpeee hai ye is pal ke liye.. Aaaaj choos-choos kar inhe khaaaa jayo o o o… Aaaaahhh h h… Mai bari bari se uski dono chuchiyo ko.. Paglo ki tarah tezi se chuse ja raha tha.. Kya mast kade kade doodh the.. Ekdum pake aam ki tarah rasile.. 2 saal se kisi ka hath jo nahi laga tha.. Meri panch min ki chusayi me hi uski gand fat gayi our vo chhatpatane lagi our mere muh ko apne chuchiyo se hatwa di.. Mai bola.. Kya huwa.. To boli ki.. Ab meri bari.. Ye. The first few hands saw Jenna and Anya pull ahead, though Natalie and I were never very far behind. Still, it took a very difficult slam and inspired play by Natalie to put us over the top on the final deal. A spirited post-mortem ensued, with the four of us concluding that Anya and Jenna had defended correctly, but Natalie had found the only way the slam could succeed without a misstep."And you said you weren't good," remarked Jenna, looking over at me."Hey, the cards worked out, and Natalie. While driving she played some raja sir songs, after hearing those songs I was crying by thinking about ma ex. And she stopped the car came near to me to consoled me. I was lay on her shoulder she hugged me and said like, “Don’t cry da, ava pona poitu pora, ava lam unaku worth ae illa da, unaku naan iruken da, unnai naan thaniya vittu poha maten da chellam”. (Don’t cry da, am here for you and I wont leave alone anymore, she is not worth for u and forget her, let her go.)Then after some we drove.