Ahmed ne mujhe utha ke bistar pe phek diya. Sare phool bikhar gaye. Pholon ki khushbu se main thodi uttejit ho gayi.Ahmed: Chal chinal apne asli mard ...e liye apne jism ki numaish kar.Minal: Kya Sunil sach mein gandu hai use chudai mein koi dilchaspi nahi?Ahmed: (mere upar ate hue) Ha randi uska to khada bhi nahi hota. Woh to hamara hi paltu hai. Hamare kehne pe to tujhse shadi ki hai usne. Tu abhi fikar mat kar. Main tujhe khush rakhuga aur Rakesh tere pati ko. Itna kehke Ahmed ne mera netted. "Ow." I whispered, feeling the pressure.The young black stud held his strong bare foot on the side of my face for a few long moments before finally "wiping" it onto my cheek like he was using my face as a doormat."Git' the rest of this shit wiped off the floor before I gets more upset, boy." He commanded."Y-Yes, S-Sir. Okay." I replied in a faint, obedient whisper.From my laying position with my face on the mat, I watched as the black stud walked slowly and confidently through the multitude of. "And different ways of life. Why are you here?"Anji could sense Kargh's anger as his shoulder quivered under her restraining touch, but he kept silence except for a muttered curse of, "Were Bears! No good comes from them!" We are seekers of solitude." The booming voice held a trace of regret. "Our... condition makes us less than welcome in the cities of Men, even could we stand the stench, so we live apart. The creatures of the forest give us companionship and sustenance, but from time to time. “Yep, very new. It’s just that we met over the phone first, when she answered the call for her job, and it was ... what the French call ‘coup de foudre.’ That sort of love,” I explained to her.“The thunderclap. You talked to her, never even saw her face, and you were smitten. Wow ... that’s just not like you, Armie! You’re normally so cynical. I love it! My hard-nose, jaded son, falling in love over the phone with a complete stranger! I’m so happy for both of you! Forget everything that I ever.