I handed one bottle to Amisha di. “I don’t drink Aryan, you know it.” I insisted her to drink but could not persuade her.By 8 pm it was very dar... without electricity in the entire locality. Occasional lights coming from stranded vehicles in the street were the only source of light. I have drunk two bottles of beer while Amisha di took only four or five small sips on my request.It was very quiet and I was looking out of the window. Amisha di came near me and held my right forearm with her both. Usne ankhe kholi or mere Lund k nazare dekh rahi thi. Mene use upar niche kar ke dikhne laga or dick head ki position uppar kar di. (Mera Lund bus 6inch ka he mota or furtila he.) Ab usne pehl ki, mere Lund par dhire apna hath his diya or has padi.Usne mujhe pucha ‘kaha ja rahe?’ Mene kaha ‘abhi to borivali ja raha hu, ap bolo kaha Jana he.!’ Wo turant hi boli ‘tumhare sath me hi chalna he par me new Mumbai me rehti hu or contact share kiya or zyada masti karne lage. Borivali ane tak wo mere. " At least I didn't sound like an idiot."Your mother isn't shy, is she?" she smiled."No ... Mom's never been accused of that," I answered with a grin. "What makes you say that?" I was getting the third degree. I gather she's your scout for a prospective wife," she laughed.I started to choke on my last gulp of beer. I must have turned red and I nearly snorted the beer out my nose. Shit ... this woman was causing me all kinds of problems with my self control. She could have me scrambling without. She contemplated the strange feather and her wish, ‘I wish I ‘HAD’ a million dollars.’ Lynn thought and shrugged with more confusion and glanced out the window. ‘Maybe I should have said, ‘I wish I had a million dollars in my hand.’ Lynn said to her self. The limousine came to an abrupt stop. The force threw Lynn forward but not quite out of her seat. A man dressed like a street hobo slapped the hood of the Limousine. ‘Watch where you’re going!’ ‘Sorry,’ the driver shouted. ‘Well… watch where.
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