Its fur was patchy in places. One of its long ears had been clipped a little so they were uneven. Its tail had been docked. Suzanne was gently rubbing...its neck. Then Brett saw something that surprised him: Suzanne was crying.He surreptitiously walked over to the dog crates. He saw the word "Termination" and Thursday's date on the chart attached to the crate labeled "Sadie"."May I," asked Brett quietly, as he pulled over a chair and sat down next to Suzanne"OK," she mumbled as she passed Sadie. He slowed his exploration, let his fingers follow the distinct boundary of her wound, crossing her chest, let them return to the smoothness under her breasts and revisit her nipples. Then he let them return to her scarred shoulders, let his fingers oh so gently trace the network of unevenness, the creased depressions and tight ridges, as if he’d been admiring the exquisite tracery of a Moorish screen window. He found which depressions matched the width of which finger, caressed each ridge, each. ‘Do you like that?’ he whispered huskily. Angela could only nod. He played with her hair absently, as if he were thinking of something. ‘Would you like to go back to my place?’ He looked down at her intently, his eyes searching her face for a reaction. Angela was floored. Her mind reasoned, of course, she could not go back to ‘his place.’ She knew what that meant. They just met after all. However, her common sense practicality was losing fast to her overwhelming desire to be closer to this man.. Ab hum free ho gaye the. Isliye prakash ne apna hath meri tango se upper le ja ker meri panty per rakh diya. Meri choot pyasi thi is liye prakash ke hath ka touch hote hi pani nikalne laga. Prakash ne panty ko side mein ker diya aur apni ungli se meri choot ko sahlane laga. Meri choot gili ho gayi thi aur maine meri dono jangho ko bhinch liya aur prakash ke hath ko apne hath se daba liya. Doosari side mein baitha uska dost sudhir sab kuch dekh raha tha. Achnak sudhir ne apne hath se meri.