It was his best asset, brilliant and shining in a face made up of otherwise regular features. He sat next to Jill and Cassie at the bar. For some reas...n Jill’s stool wobbled and she thought for a second that it was her heart flipping for this stranger. “Allow me to order for you ladies if I may,” he said. His hot breath gusted along Jill’s skin, causing her to shiver. He ordered three shots of Jamison Irish Whiskey and took his down in one gulp. Jill mimicked him and paid the price as the fiery. I then asked him how he was feeling in case he had come down with the disease also. He insisted that he felt fine, and that it had killed most of his family, that he had lost both parents a brother and three sisters to it, and he was worried that he would lose his daughter also. I told him that we would do everything we could for her and asked if he could drive a wagon. He assured me he could. I asked if he could take my wagon to get his daughter and bring her back to just outside the north. 8″ high (same as mine), with a vital stat of 36-25-36. She always wore trousers and shirts. One must see her to believe when I say that she was a “pari on earth” (angel on earth). I used to flirt with almost all the lady colleagues, just to keep the environment happy and productive. It was clean flirting. Since Fatima was 10 years younger to me I did not give much attention to her. Guess that is what got her attention towards me. She started getting lunch, spending lunch time with me, slowly. Pant mein mera lund kada hone laga aur andar Saima didi ka haath kabhi unkicehuchi ko masal deta tha aur kabhi chut ko ragad deta. Mere yaar ki behan ki chut garam thee. Ab intzar karna bekar tha. Maine door khola aur andar ghus gaya. Saima sofe par let chuki thee.”Didi, Abdul ghar pe hai?” Meri nazar Saima didi ki chuchi par thee jo ki upper neechey ho rahi thee. Usski saans kafi ukhadi hui thee lekin vo sambhal kar boli,”Wah bhaijaan, aatey hi Abdul ko puchh rahe ho. Hum koi nahin hain. Hum.