Constructive criticism is helpful as it will improve my story telling abilities etc. ( I apologize if I get a little carried away with the writing and...details but there should be something in here for almost everyone I also won't add certain kinks that I don't like) Anyways thank you for taking the time to read this and let's start. Enjoy!( All characters depicted are 18+ )You hurry down the road, in a mix between a power walk and a jog, wearing long pants and a jumper with the hoodie up so. Today, I took my mom and K.O. to lunch and then I left that town behind." Didn't you see your sister?" No. I think my mom is raising the kid on her own. He's getting to be a handful." What are you going to do about Charlie?" You mean, after I kill him? Bury the body, I suppose." Don't do anything stupid." Laugh for me." I can't laugh when you're talking about doing something stupid." I was only kidding. Laugh for me."It took her several seconds to generate a laugh that began with a chuckle and. Neha and I decided to go out for night out. I met her in sub-urbs of Delhi to reach Ashoka hotel, Chanakyapuri. The manager told us that F-bar was closed that night. She advised me to go some other place.After a while, we both sat in my car and bought some liquor. She rolled a joint and started smoking. She got high and started touching me. I was busy driving car and she kept on coming closer. She grabbed me and started smooching me. Her touch was very sensuous. I got mesmerized and lost. “Several times,” Cherrill grinned. “But you got her in the end.”Tony suddenly jerked, trying to sit upright. He grabbed his stomach as he felt a stitch tear open and gazed down at the gauze taped over his navel.“That girl!” he exclaimed. “What was her name ... Sheryye? Is she okay? I mean ... Did I really kill her?”Mmm, no,” Cherrill replied, relaxing after rolling out of his way. “She could have died, but she didn’t. Tia and Tara healed her wounds with their mind-fire. I think they’ve fallen.