“How did he mess you up, how did he hurt you.” I asked concerned.Adrian looked at me, grimaced then stared back down at the table. “This is hard... Chuck. If you weren’t a stand up guy, I wouldn’t even begin to tell you. Please don’t hate Sarah or me either.”“So tell me, what is so bad?” I asked.“You’re going to hear about it soon enough anyway cause it’s now on public record. Benny, that’s the guy that I fixed Sarah up with, gave us the clap.”“Huh?” I was stunned.“Last Friday night we all went. Fir wo chali geyi.Mummy ne bataya k wo fir se hamare ghar main kaam karegi.Uska pati ka rozgar utna accha nehi hay islie.Abhi wo apne maike main hi rahegi.Mera to jeyse man main laddu futne laga.Masti main maine us din zada hi muth maar dia.Fir agle din se wo kaam karne ageyi.Saree pehenke.Aysi maal lag rahi thi k koi nehi bolega ye naukrani hay.Uski fig 34-30-36 ho geya tha.Mujhe dekh kar reshmi smile karne lagi aur causlly baat karne lagi.Kiu ki mummy thi ghar par.Mera padai aur wo pichla. She sewed it together with thread from hersewing kit. Then she balanced the carcass over coals.She went to work on the hide, scraping it to remove the fat. Then sherubbed it with brains, as Badoesa had taught her."Why are you peeing on that?" Because I don't have acorns," Jas said. "Even if I had acorns, I don'thave a pot to boil them in." Eww. I'm not wearing that." It gets cold enough, you'll wear it."Jas considered making a cup from the skull. She made tea in her arrowquiver instead.Today's. “Good?”He gasped at the rhetorical nature of her question, swallowed to wet his mouth and nodded weakly.They danced through their game of give and take and Harry took to her body with the confidence of a seasoned lover. Running her slim fingers through his tousled hair, she pressed him to that spot in a plea for her release. Taunting her enough, he gave in and she simmered on a litany of soft, effortless orgasms. Mottled with a rash of arousal, her torso rose and fell hurried for air. Prone.