This is for you..."She flicked the buckles open on the case, and dropped it onto the table.The case hit the table with a thud, and sprung open.Reveali...g inside, a beautiful sleek Tommy Gun."For me? Oh, you shouldn't have! I love it!"He gushed as he picked it up out of the case, and studied it in his big hands."Oh, no, um, it's not the gun... The gift... Um, it's inside... The gun..."She found herself stumbling over her words as she continued staring at him."Wait? Are you trying to say...?"He. The halls at the back of the Manor were a maze, twisting and winding and leading to a multitude of servant’s quarters, washrooms, storage cubbies, broom closets, larders, pantries, and other dusty and neglected nooks. But Silmaria knew the Manor well and could have found her way even without her night-eyes. She pushed a door open, wrinkled her nose at the screech of the old hinges, and stepped out into the only-just-barely dawning air outside. The cold rushed over her even more frigidly than in. Aur usne mera lund muh me le liya aur usse jor se chusne lagi. Uski chusne ke kaaran mera lund dukhne laga par chuswane ka majja kahi jyada thaa. 5 min tak woh mujhe bhuki kutia jese khati rae aur me uske muh me jhud gaya aur woh pura kam ras pi gae. Ab meri barii thee aur mene uski panty utar de. Uski choot puri tarah se gili thee aur mene usme 2 unglia bhar dee aur pura kamra uski ah..ah..ah ki awaaj se gunjne laga. Mere 2 min ungli karne me woh jhuud gae.Sonal : Rahul ab mujhse nae raha. Ce ne fut que lorsqu'il arrivaau commissariat qu'il eut une autre surprise. Il ?tait ?galement d?j?venu dans ce commissariat, il y a longtemps.Mais il ne se rappelait pas non plus pourquoi.L'interview dura longtemps. La police fran?aise l'interrogea d'abordlongtemps sur les s?vices qu'il avait v?cus. Une psychologue - une damed'un certain ?ge, ? la petite voix douce - le fit parler, ou tout aumoins essaya. Il lui semblait ne se rappeler que du fait qu'il ?taitvenu sur ce bateau de son plein.