The only difference has been when she changed my bandages on my stomach. I am still not able to sit up or even raise my head to look down, I believe t...at is probably a good thing. She talks to me in a very broken, one word at a time type english, but we seem to be getting the gyst of understanding each other. She will not talk about my injuries or if she knows what actually happened. She also doesn’t seem to know anything about the other Joes in the area. I mentioned her family and asked where. Com koi bhi bhabhi aunty ya ladki gupt rup se sex chat ya chudai karne chahti ho sen me mail.Toh story hai jodhpur ki jaha main studies ke liye gaya tha mere chahca waha job kartey the main unke saath wahi rehta tha mere jo makaan ke malik the unka naam shyam ji tha woh army retired the unki ek patni thi jo aksar bimaar rehti thi aur ek ladka tha jo ki dubai mein job karta tha vinay aur unki bahu jiska naam poonam tha jo ki bahut sundar thi jo ki meri story ki heroiene hai woh bahut seedhi. But I was still mad about everything and my mouth hurt from my bloody lip. I wasn’t in the mood for making up and hugging. I was short with her and acted like “OK, whatever, please go”.Mom took the hint and left. I sat on my bed for a couple minutes until I didn’t feel like thinking about the situation anymore. I didn’t want to go downstairs and be with Mom, and it was still only about 1:00 in the afternoon so I had nothing to do. None of my friends would be out of school for another two. Lucy was 18 too, but looked 14. She had short jet black hair, and big brown eyes and a sweet, happy laugh.They were three hours into their shift when Pamela pulled up in the parking lot. Mark's heart beat loudly in his ears as Lucy pointed her out."Are you ready to make her another special burger?"Mark's mouth was dry, but he nodded yes.Lucy said. "Good, I'll take her order, but don't start without me I want to help."Mark nervously nodded again and headed into the back room. A minute later Lucy.