.." Not all Jews," disagreed Juan Valdez, an elderly man whose mattress lay adjacent to Tamara's. "American Jews are no more persecuted than they ever...were." They aren't Israeli Jews!" complained Tamara's mother. "And precious little welcome do they give their fellows. Did they help us in our hour of need? Did they help clear the Holy Land of the Palestinian scum?" I have to warn you not to use language like that," said Benita firmly. "Whatever grievances you have must be put aside here. The. “Saro, when will chapati be ready?”“Do you really want chappati?” she replies in a husky voice. Kneading continues. “Something is poking in my blouse. Attend that first.”“Oh, this?” I catch both ber nipples and pinch and squeeze them.“Saro, paal venum. (I want milk)”“After chapati. Ok?”“Ok.” kneading continues.But back in my first experience, the kneading was different as I squeezed her boobs lying next to her,“Ajay. Stop it,” saying that she wriggled away. I didn’t leave her. Girls always love. When she departed she took one of the puppies that had been born the previous year. Presumably it was one of her favourites and it knew how to please her. The way she went on about the dogs, I can not imagine her going without dog sex.Their house was blasted by lightning in 1965 in a most horrendous storm and they both died in the subsequent fire. I saw them both on a number of occasions both during and after the war but we spoke only rarely. I think Elaine really enjoyed being wife and mother. I mean, I'd have to go get my car from my apartment, but it's only a few blocks away." Once again, the desire to help her overcame him, but there was more to it with this encounter. He craved the conversation they'd shared, the kind he hadn't found so purely with anyone else."Oh no. Thank you, but it's alright. I don't mind waiting for Doug to get off. Don't inconvenience yourself." The words rang quite similar to the last time he had offered.His response came in a similar fashion as well..