I doubt he saw me looking at him. There was this silly smile on his face. This was the first real smile I caught from him today, even if it was that s...upid male smirk he was wearing. I hope he still likes me.My thoughts drifted back to when our mothers used to bring us to the playground. I was always the bigger one but somewhere along the way I utterly outclassed him in size. I used to look down into his eyes. Then I was looking down on the top of his head. I figured he was a late bloomer but I. And those that do usually want to be six-foot-fourmuscle-bound studs with wavy hair. So usually, I have to help everyone adjusttheir idealized expectations to cold reality. Of course, a little creativepackaging doesn't hurt, either. What do I mean by that, dear diary? Simple.Since the exchange must be mutually agreed upon by both parties, I try toconvince everyone to make the goods as attractive as possible.Take the guy who came in today. At 24, he's young enough, and atfive-foot-11, he's tall. Michael grinned and Detective Maloney continued, "Apparently Mr. Rooker finished what you started. When the first policeman arrived. Two were unconscious and the third was still in the pool. He was afraid to come out. We fished his pistol out of the bottom of the pool. Michael said you had put him there."He was leaving the room when he stopped and turned around. "Off the record, we know McKenzie has screwed some people in the past. I'm glad to see someone finally got the best of him. And. Dadaji ne ek hath aage karke meri mummy ki chut ka muh khol diya. Aur jeev nikal ke meri mummy ka ched jisse susu nikalte hai chatne lage. Dadaji ka jeev jaise mummy ke fuddi ke ched pe laga meri mummy toh mano pagla gayi. ‘Aahh’ ka aawaz nikala jor se. Dadaji ne kaha, “Kanchan hath piche se aage nahi karna, tumko kasam hai.” meri mummy ne kaha nahi karenge. Dadaji dhire dhire jeev ko meri mummy ke susu wale ched mein dalke chatne lage. Unhone apna jeev fuddiya ke ched ke aander kar diya.