Look, there's a lot I need to tell you and I'm probably going to mess it up. Just try and stick with me, okay?"Trying to ignore the small curl of fear...in my belly, I agreed."Do you remember in the basement? After Steve staked that bastard who attacked you, you overheard us talking. Even though you were dying in my arms you found the strength to open your eyes and ask me to stake you too, rather than let you become like him."Yes, I remembered. He'd brushed the hair away from eyes and promised to. We'll just harness all of our group's power. Together we should be able to generate enough."He did seem confident and in answer to my question, "How will I know that things are working?" he just looked me straight in the eyes saying, "You'll know."Trust me, you'll know."Now that thought really struck me hard. It felt as if my heart had skipped a few beats. Lots of beats.Yeah, I know, I don't currently own a beating heart. Aside from the fact I'd donated mine to Valerie, Spirits hearts don't. I'm perfectly aware that the reason one wears an apron is to protect one's clothes ? but that doesn't give you the right to walk around looking slovenly. When you find you've dirtied one apron? I'm simply suggesting that you go and put on a fresh one. Is that so difficult to understand?What do you mean ? you've only got one?Dear, that is simply ridiculous! That apron you call yours is ? well, not really appropriate for wearing in a house. It was made for men to wear outdoors when barbequing...I. Meri didi uske harek jhatke ke saath auuuuu aauu aaahh ki awaj nikal rahi thi. Kuchh der ke baad jab didi ko khada hone me dikat hone lagi to unhone use bed ke taraf muh karne ke liye bola. Didi chupchap jukh gayi.wo didi ko bed ke taraf jaise hi gumaya to maine dekha ki didi ke gaand me uska 3/4 lund chala gaya tha.didi bed par jhuk gayi aur wo kamar pakad ke jor jor se didi ke gaad me apne lund ko pel raha tha.fir usne ek jor se jhatka maara aur didi dard se kaap uthi.ab uska lund didi ki.