It was not long after that that Mr Renfrew came round. He looked at Reg's record again."Good," he said. "Nice clean wounds. How are you feeling?" OK b...t I feel a bit sleepy all the time." That's the painkiller. That tube to your arm is feeding you a prescribed dose. We'll try cutting it down a bit tomorrow and see how you do." OK." The local paper wants an interview with you." Oh no!" Reg groaned.Mr Renfrew smiled. "I know," he said. "The last thing you want but they'll go on badgering until. " Tryx nodded her head faintly, obviously still inpain."Your orders Maetrell?" the purple haired woman asked the tiny floatingone.Maetrell scowled for a moment, then snapped, "Put her in the cage."For a moment, I felt a stab of relief that they were actually going tobe stupid enough to put Tryx in the cage with me. After all, she wassmall enough that she'd be able to fly though the holes in it withoutany problems whatsoever. However I saw a moment later that this wasn'twhat they had in mind.. G. ke raasto se apne bedroom me chal gaya. Thodi der baad bedroom ka piche ka darwaza knock hua jo ke uncle aur aunty ke hall se joint he. Main sochne laga ke yaar ye door toh bahar se lock rehta hain tabhi bahar se awaaj aayi “vijay door open karoge? Main deepa hoon.”Maine door open kiya toh I was shocked deepa aunty looking so sexy. Full heavy makeup, low cut blouse, dark red sadi.woh kanika aunty ki choti bahen hain and her age is 38. Magar wo 38 ki lag hi nahi rahi thi. She is looking like. "Not much. What're you doing this afternoon?" Nothing in particular. Got something in mind?"You don't know the half of it. "Oh, I thought we might go back to my house and just fall out. There might be a good movie on cable TV." Suits me." They went into the station and boarded a train to Thirty-third Street, then disembarked and walked to, Charlene's apartment building. They'd done this before and always had ended up watching cable television movies or playing Scrabble. Occasionally, they'd.