* 1 What do you mean: What? Don’t you understand what I just said? My. Brown. Dog. So simple! Which part of that tri-syllabic phrase don’t you...understand? It’s not even a complete sentence, but more of what my Second Grade teacher, Madam Follick would’ve called a crippled phrase. But then again, everything was crippled to her. Nice was a crippled adjective, a good day would’ve been termed crippled, too. She wanted fantastic inter-stellar earth-shaking days. Nice just didn’t cut it. Not at. 30 bje meri aakh khuli to dkha us k bche school k lie nikl rhe thy n mne uth k apna bistr smeta n bhr gya to aunty khti k uthChl ab fres ho ja m tere lie tea bna deti hu n wo hs rhi thi uski smile dkh k m smj gya k wo raat k baare m soch rhi h mne kch nhi kha n susu krne chla gya washroom se bhr aaya to dkha k wo bedroom saaf kr rhi thi uski mst hilti gaand dekh kr mnn kia k piche se pkd lund mera lund fr khda honeLga mje tharak chad rhi thi fr m anty k paas gya n hlp krne lga bed saaf krte-2. .oh.........ooooooof!”Sarah started to move her finger back and forth much quicker, pumping it in and out of the squirming bottom.“Oh....ooh....aah....ooof.....aarrr...uuum....aah god!”Emma's face was hot and red, as she wriggled and swayed her bare bum side to side, up and down.Suddenly Sarah withdrew her finger and slapped Emma's upturned bottom, which puckered up and did a quick, but loud fart. Emma's arms buckled under her and she buried her face in her hands. Sobbing, with her bum still. Noises from off to the side roused Kal from his meditative state. He had been extremely unhappy to discover that he couldn’t fall asleep earlier. On the edge of his vision, he caught a glimpse of a dingy tunic and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t need some subterranean horror stumbling upon him in his current state. His mind actively shied away from thoughts of such an encounter for the sake of his sanity. Horrendous sounds came from off to the side where the gorgon was. He hadn’t seen what.