As quietly and gently as possible I pulled my arm – which at that moment felt more like a lump of clay that had spun off the potter’s wheel, rathe... than an appendage that was still attached to me – from beneath her neck. Summer mumbled and muttered and curled up tighter.As I sat on the bed, I could only stare at her and shake my head. She looked like a normal twelve-year-old, dreaming of things both childlike from her past and a mysterious adult future, not the grown woman who had given me the. .Maine usey danta behnchod sale didi mat bol,koi bhi mujhe didi nahi kahega aaj main tum sab ki randi hu, mujhe gaaliya de dekar chodo, jo karna hai karo,, phir maine baari baari sabka lund choosa, ab sab jhagadne lage ki mujhe pehle kaun chodega, maine kaha pehle main apne bhai se chudkar usey gift dungi, phir jiska lund sabse bada hoga wo mujhe chodega, mera bhai niche let gaya, main uske lund par baithkar usey andar lene lagi, dhire dhire uska pura lund andar chala gaya,Phir main uspar. ... " ooh ooh that smell..can't you smell that smell"... Yes, yes I can..." ooh ooh that smell, the smell of death surrounds you.." "' To add to the intoxicating rush I was experiencing I took the pack of smokes out of my pocket, hit the bottom of it a few times on the dashboard and ripped off the plastic. I pulled a cigarette out of the pack with my lips and grabbed the lighter from the ashtray. Ohh, sweet sweet menthol. Remembering the beer I'd taken out before I cracked it open and was. One day I was passing by sir’s house with my bike I found Aparna standing. I stopped just in front of her and she got afraid. I asked, “Where are you going aunty?” She smiled and said that she will be going to the market and sir was busy with his students. I said her that I can drop her to the market if she wants. She agreed to me and got up in my bike. She was wearing a tight top and a jeans and I just can’t believe what was happening. She hold me from my back and her melons were touching my.