In the pursuit of accuracy I should explain that weather radars actually aim upward at a certain angle, scan around themselves, raise the angle, scan ...gain, etc., until they've scanned the highest angle they want, then they restart the cycle. Scanning in a narrow band concentrates the power of the output, giving them a better image. The angles are low, starting from 0 degrees (horizontal) and rising to about 5 degrees in roughly 1-degree increments. I only noticed because the changes in angle. .. through my long hours of work putting her through grad school, and then HER long hours during the internship. We had been poor, busy and happy. But apparently, it had only been a start in her life ... a springboard to something else.Dawn was still a question mark. I didn't know what drove her. It was now obvious that she had always been denied the things in life every woman wants. Love, sex, intimacy, desire; this was the first time any of them had ever been within her grasp. And, since I. She was alternating between loud screams of agony and muffled incoherent pleas, as Gopal continued to push deeper into Anu's vagina. Tears were trickling down her cheek. I was feeling very sorry for her. I was wondering whether after witnessing the torture of my wife like a mute spectator, would I be able to forgive myself ? Gopal was merciless and ruthless, as he thrust his cock hard into my wife's vagina. But it was refusing to go in easily, compelling Gopal to use all his brute force. And. "Lyda looked around the tiny storage room. "Where? Where the hell can wehide? There's only...only boxes!" Just shut up, okay?! I'm thinking!" You shut up!" No, YOU shut up!"Something finally broke inside both Lydas. They rushed into each other'sarms and embraced, their salty tears mingling and dripping down theirsweaty brown bodies."I'm sorry," Lyda wept. "I can't help it. I don't know what the fuck'sgoing on." No, I'm sorry," Lyda sobbed. "I don't know what to do. I feel like I'mgoing fucking.