Aur main unka lauda muh me lekar choosne lagi aur babu ji meri choochyon ko dabaate ja rahe the kuch der me hi jab unka lauda poori taraah se khada ho...gaya to maine kaha babu ji ab aap apna lauda meri choot me daal dijiye nahi to jhad jaayega to wo bole beti tu fikar mat kar ye itni jaldi jhadne waala nahi hai main teri choot choos kar uske baad daalta hoon isko andar theek hai.Iske baad babu ji ne sar ke peeche se takiya nikaal kar mere chutad ke neeche lagaaya aur apni hoth meri bur ke paas. I was going to do it anyway, but I'm glad she waited. Too many women anymore don't give you a chance to be a gentleman.We didn't talk about the case at all — just more getting to be friends ... or hopefully something more. We had a great time and the food was worth coming back again for. When I took her back to her car, she stood by my door — I'd rolled the window down — and we chatted for a minute. She leaned down to kiss my cheek again but I turned and she found my lips. It was kind of a. "Hey, the heart wants what the heart wants." Are you jealous? You left me!" And you never let go of her!"I sighed. "You're right. I was a foolish kid. At least I finally learned to let go."She flushed. "Sorry. I usually have more self-control. You just bring it out in me." You know I like it when you blush."Clearing her throat, she looked away, though I was pretty sure I caught a smile. "Shall we get down to business?" Sure. Why are you here?" You've made enough waves that ... certain people. Sofiia's brown eyes remained wide open when she finally stopped moving about two minutes later.Now it was Oleksandra's turn.When the soldier moved to kick the barrel from under her, Oleksandra smiled and said, "Don't bother. I can do it myself." Stepping from the barrel, Oleksandra felt the rope bite deeply into her soft neck, the pain unique and somehow satisfying. she hung straight for nearly thirty seconds, before the pain became unbearable and she felt her tongue being pushed out of her.