"Looks like your run-of-the-mill bimbo to me. A hundred bucks an hour since it's a really slow night," he grinned."Listen, you young upstart. This is ...ady Jane Siccupp..." I started."Looks more like 'Lady Jane Triple G-Cup', if you asked me," he said, smirk intact.Now I was really getting angry. "Look, you realize about the treaty between Her Majesty's government and Chrystal Heights?" What?" he asked."You are forbidden from kidnapping Her Majesty's citizens and turning them into bimbos without. ”“Are you kidding? It all appeals to me,” he replied.She picked up the Dutch oven and removed the lid. “Jason, have you ever had ham hocks?”“Of course I have. It’s been a few years.”“May I serve you?”“Please...” He looked at the dishes on the table. “Ham hocks with navy beans,” he remarked. “Collard and mustard greens in pot liquor ... grits ... mac and cheese ... skillet bread. It all looks wonderful, Phyllis.”“The boy knows his soul food,” Oscar remarked.Jason scooped some grits onto his. Ab didi ne apni kurti aur bra khol di aur mera mooh pkd ke apni gardan aur mommo pe chatva rahi thi sur bol rhi thi” Aaaa aaassh chaat mujhe kutte, aaah saaale, kaminey…aaaah” Aur fir didi ne apni pajami khol di. Aur kaha “Baith niche’ msin jiche baitha to unhe ne aoni choot ko mere mooh pe lgaya aur usse mere mooh oe ghisaane lggi aur aah ssh ki avaazenikaal rhi thi , avaaze thodi zaada zor se nikal rahi thi,Didi ne mujhe uthaya sur kaha jaa bathroom mein se nariysl ks tel leke aa, main jaaksr. She’d insisted I need not drive her there or to come and pick her up, that she looked forward to learning the bus routes and schedules, and if by chance the last bus came and went before she could get out of the family-friendly restaurant, she would then call me, or maybe call a cab. As it happened, a cab driver got to carry a fine specimen like my hot niece and make a few bucks.Once she was safe inside the house I did not skimp on using my dominant strength to pull her to me until we stood in.