Usne b mujhe jor se chipka liya or mera saat dene lagi. mujhe jada to wo pyasi lag rahi thi. Puspa apna maxi kholte hue lo raja lo mera doodh piyu aor...ek badi c chuchi mere muh me daal kr mera sir apne chuchi daba diya mai uski chuchi jor -2 se daba jata or pita jata puspa yes aise hi mere raja or piyu or piyu bahut maza aa rai he or apna haath mere land pr pant k upar se rakh kr maslne lagiUsne jaldi se apni maxi utar di or bilkul nangi ho gai uski sabli badi c bina baal wali chut dekh kr mai. Rhana came to my office that day and we laid all the paperwork out and begun to assemble it as we took notes. Rhana had a perfume on that smelled of flowers and she wore a knee length white dress. It looked amazing on her especially in contrast to her deep black skin.We worked and the next thing we knew the office had cleared out and we were the only two left in the building. Rhana excused herself and when she came back she seemed different some how, more relaxed and at ease. Little did I know. He knew he wouldn’t sleep much, because his body was too awake, his mind too alert for sleep. And he wanted to think about the woman who was consuming his every waking moment. He wanted her with a fierceness that took his breath away. It was unsettling for a man who had prided himself on his absolute control of his emotions and his behavior to find that he was completely out of control whenever Karen Mullings appeared, in person or in thought. He wondered if she was asleep, and what her nightie. Creating an invisible shelter is another matter altogether.I learned that a series of bent wood withes would hold up the walls of a tunnel dug into a hillside. Further, a wall of mudded-in stones partially covered in dirt and live brush made a nearly-invisible wall to hide my rude little redoubt. Over time I dug it deeper and secured it with more braces. I learned to taper the floor up to a corner where I had a small fire and an air hole where most of the smoke was convinced to follow the wall.