Caroline Robinson?" Yes?" A package for you. Sign here," said the courier."Where from?" Search me. I only deliver them. Please sign the form."Caroline...signed and took the package inside. It was a brown A5 envelope with her name and address on the label but no indication of where it was from or who had sent it. Shrugging her shoulders, she opened it and found a letter and some airline tickets in a pouch.The letter was from the Kobekistani embassy in London and explained that her husband had. Fir mere lund ko apne muh mein chusne lagi.Mjhe toh smjo swarg ka annand aane laga mere muh se bhi aaahh aaahh yeaaah babbyy nikal rha tha bas !Ab mein aur riya dono puri trh se garam the , meine shower challu kiya aur jab is masti ke aalwam mein hamare nange badan ke upr jab paani ki fuhaaar padi toh woh aur bhi excited ho gyi.Kuch der tak hum dono ek dusre ko kiss krte karte pni baho mein char ke shower ka maz a lete rhe…Phir meine soap uthaya aur uske pure shareer par lagaya aur lipa. Her makeup was heavy, her hair up in a tie with the long strands hanging down to her shoulders. She wore tight, faded jeans with those strategic tears that revealed just a bit of skin and she had on a tight black leather vest that barley contained her ample breasts. “Can I help you?” she asked with barley a glance up from her iPhone.“Yes” I said, glancing around and only seeing one other large man sitting in the waiting room. “We’d like to get a piercing….for my wife.” I added quickly.“Sure”. The black light revealed a correction: the message now read Ex-Virgin 16 . Everyone that was but Ruth. Ruth wore the all-black leather uniform of a Moderator and she was busy scanning the crowd in front of her, looking for potential trouble or worse. Getting an entry to the opening of the ‘drome had been next to impossible. Out of ten thousand tickets, over half had been reserved to the season ticket holders whose subscriptions had funded construction. But even subscribers had stood a less.