Aur wo ek thandi aah bhar kar apne rum me chali gayi maine dekha ki meri bahan jate jate apni ungaliya uski chut me dalkar rub karti hui uske rum me g...yi ti. Ab hum highway par pahunche waha maine gadi ek side me park kar di aur meri bibi ke sath road pe khada ho gaya mera lund tale ke andar hi andar garam ho raha tha thodi der baad ek truck aayi to meri bibi ne muskura dia to cleaner ne puchha kaha jaogi madam? Bibi ne kaha agle shahar jana hai wo bola thik hai aa jao to mai b bibi ke sath. When I shook it out, I discovered it wasactually a brassiere. I'd never seen one like it. Each cup was so bigthat a basketball could have gotten lost in it. That explained the odddesign, with wide straps, extra hooks, reinforced eyes and so on. And atag explained why it seemed heavy--"titanium reinforced for maximumsupport" had been stitched on the tag in tiny script letters. Titanium?Steel wasn't good enough? How much weight was this bra supposed tohandle, anyway?There were still more. I volunteered to sleep on the floor giving the single bed to my aunt. I had a sleeping bag in the trunk of the car. Mother Nature still wasn't finished with us yet. The motel lost electrical power around seven that evening and the motel's antiquated generator gave up the ghost around nine. I guess that that must have happened before because we found a supply of big candles in one of the bedside tables along with a couple of candle holders. We lit two of them, putting one on the bedside table. There was more misfiring, fresh hesitations, followed by efforts, as though the engine was pluckily striving to do its duty. And then suddenly came the final failure, a dead stop at the side of the road, a stupid breakdown."Confound it!" roared Don Luis. "We're stuck! Oh, this is the last straw!" Come, Chief, we'll put it right. And we'll pick up Sauverand at Paris instead of Chartres, that's all." You infernal ass! The repairs will take an hour! And then she'll break down again. It's not.