Uski hawas jaag uthi aur wo apne bete ko aur uksane lagi,”Ah….baas aise hi bete..chuso aur chuso….ek baar phirse peelo mera doodh.Sara pi jao…....”.A: Maa, tumhare mumme itne bade hai….tumhe doodhwali hona cahiye.S: Hatt besharam…apni maa ka doodh sari duniyko pilayega.A: Aaj to sirf mai hi pioonga maa.S: aaaaaaaahhhh……aur chuso.Shilpake nipples ekdam tight ho gaye. Wo apne beteki hawas me pagal ho rahi thi. Ashwin ne ab uski panty utar di. Uski maa ab uske samne uskehi palang par bilkul nangi. The crack and chatter of gunfire can still be heard, but it is a distant echo on the hot, still air. I hardly notice the stench of burnt gunpowder and the sickly sweet reek of death in my nose from the enemy bodies still laying in the streets as my squad sweeps for enemy stragglers.Up ahead, a boy not old enough to grow his first chin hair sits on a smoking pile of shattered stone and wood. Dried blood paints the side of his face black and red. In his arms, he holds a little girl’s broken,. That helped.Leanna gave up on the idea of reading and went to her room. The candle at her bedside was all the light she needed as she undressed and washed her face at the basin. Grandfather had installed indoor plumbing - mostly for her, but he loved new gadgets and innovations. She was thrilled to have running water in the kitchen and a privy in the house.Pulling a nightgown from the drawer, she turned towards her bed. Without thinking, she opened the window to let in the fresh breeze and sat. You see boys girls, I took it upon myself and even though I was egged on, I was the one who got up and wrote Marty’s name on the board for the teacher to find when she came back ... We had all been told if our name was on the board we would be paddled when she got back. Now, up on the blackboard in bold face letters there was his name written on the blackboard in chalk.An addition to that was capable of making a paddling a much more painful experience. The caveat in the rule could be quite.