Woh ekdam chauk gayi aur boli yeh kya battmiji hai?Tab tak woh bathroom main bhagi aur wahaan se apna raat ka utaara gown pahan ke bahar aayi, usne un...ar sirf panty pahni thi, jab tak woh bahar aati main uske room ke bed pe let gaya. woh bahar aayi aur boli gate lost from here, muze kapde badalne hai.Main ne kahaan to kisne mana kiya hai badallo yahin, waise bhi aapko pehle he nanga dekh he liya hai ab chupane ko bacha he kya hai? woh jor se mera naam leke chillayi.Main ne kahaan etni sati. I always thought Mexican drinks were supposed to be strong, didn't you, Elliott?"The band played softly. The pretty Mexican girl danced sensually around the small stage. Busy watching the stripper and the faces looking at her, Elliott only half-heard what Ruth was saying. Something further about the drinks, he realized.Smiling seductively, the dark-skinned girl on stage reached behind her and pulled open a zipper very slowly. Ruth quit talking and sat stiffly, staring straight at the girl,. ** ‘Okay’, Analia thought, ‘this isn’t so bad. I made it to the mall without any mishaps al I need to do is get out of the car.’ Taking a look around Analia notices that there aren’t many cars here today. Well I guess that happens when you come to the mall at 10 o’clock in the morning. There were only 20 cars in the parking section where she was parked. It had to be the early joggers and walkers who used the mall like it was an indoor track. At least is wasn’t a bunch of stuck-up girls, elderly. My parents felt that a change of scenery would do me good, so during the summer after my junior year of high school, they sent me to stay at my aunt Gamina’s house in the City of Atlanta, Georgia. Aunt Gamina is a forty-something Jamaican woman, short, round and jovial. She seemed like the nicest person in the world, always smiling and friendly. For the longest time, just like the rest of the family, I thought she was exactly what she appeared to be. Until that magical summer when I went to.