Wo bohut garam hu chukki thi aor tarap rhi thi kai ander dalo.. Thn mai nai apnay bhi kapray utaray aor thn us nai mera lun daikha n she smiled a bit ...ai kia baat hai tumhara itna bara hai hmm mai nai kaha ahaan chalo abhi daikhtay hain n thn mai nai us ki phuddi pai vesline lagay n thori apnay lun pai bhi lagay n thn usay kaha kai apnay hath sai isay pura theek sai meray lun pai lagao us nai lagaya yara kia hath thay us kai she is burning really n thn mai nai us ki tangain kholi us ki phuddi. She hugged me close, burying her face in my chest. Then she started talking softly. I could feel her tears on my chest."I told you already about the cycles to avoid all of us dying. The last cycle appeared to be working. But there were always two massive battles near the end of the cycles that we were never able to win. In the last cycle, Cindi's death allowed her to use the energy she normally used to maintain her body to defeat the first attack. The girls have shields that can protect them.. "Doesn't it take time away from your writing?" "Actually, it's a big help." Luke guided her onto a path in the park. "I listen to people talk and get lots of ideas. Not just for plots, but for how people talk, how they act and interact. And Christmas is best." "Why?" Luke considered. "I guess to put it simply, people are happier. Not everyone is, I realize, but the people who take rides with me usually have something special going on. Just last night this guy proposed to his girlfriend." "How. Shethen just accepted her fate. And her groans got deeper and more hearty as timecontinued to flow for her like pinching, throbbing, gurgling molasses. ?I think she's reaching her limits,? I interjected. ?Not yet,? said Sam. ?Almost there?Right! Untie her, Saggy?Use the knife?Butleave everything else alone, got that?? ?Yes, Sam.? And so the frail looking woman was cut free but the plug with the long linesto the enema bags was left in place. What's more, she was made by Sam to standup straight,.