’ As the cop reached for the back pocket wallet Gus, already coiled, spun aground and swatted the cop, hearing cheek bone crunch. The guy fell, scre...ming. Gus dived across the hood and brushed the other cop’s hand away from his gun. By the time Gus regained his feet the cop had his handgun out. Gus kicked the cop’s knee and grabbed the handgun, whacked it across the cop’s nose and then put him to sleep with another whack over the head. Gus was relieved the road was very quiet but just as he. She had been a free woman. Free to choose, but that having made her choice ... Her commitment to Jake ‘for life,’ she was not at liberty to change it, nor was he. It worked both ways, and benefitted them both.Jake had promised to love her, treasure her, support her financially and emotionally and to make certain that she was healthy and sexually fulfilled, forever. She had in turn promised to obey him without question, forever. She handed each of us matching terry cloth robes as Jake began to. Toh wo boli pagal hoti hai iskeliye ladkiya..Maine bola ab fekk mat(paka mat) wo boli sacchi..M bhi pagal ho gayi hu..!!There was a unusual silence between us…Maine uska haath choda..Mujhe paseena anelaga toh maine use pucha ac lagadu wo bola ha..Orr light dim kardo..Maine wahi kiya door band hua light dim hui ac on hua…Or fir usne karwat badal li or mujhr hug karke so rahi thi..Uski garam saansei meri gardan par mehsus hote hi meri denim meh hulchal hone lagi..Wo mere orr kareb ayi or mujhe. She looked at him and silently said thank you. He did not release her hand. During the third conflict and death scene she managed to stay within herself and was on her feet leading the ovation for the orchestra. She felt so happy that she kissed him. ‘Oh, sorry,’ she said. ‘Anytime, please.’ She looked to see if he was just being polite. She mentally said, ‘fuck it,’ and kissed him again. When they sat. She looked at the name of the piano soloist and she asked him if he knew who he was. He said.