“Oh, I see,” Melody said. “The blocks will let the sound out the bottom. Otherwise it would be muffled against the carpet!”“Smart!” I said.... “But what song?”“Something you know, obviously,” Lissa said.“I’ve got an idea.” I reached for my music player and headset. I scrolled through my music list and let the song run once in the headset.“What is it?” Lissa asked.“It’s not important. I’m going to lay in a drum track that was never in the piece and you don’t need to know what the music is. You just. . Mai nahi to kya tum badloge mere kapde.. To maine bhi usi ki tarah muskura kar kaha ki.. Haa mai badal dunga.. Is par vo.. Dhaatt kahte huwe.. Mujhe jane ko boli.. Mai haste huwe bahar room me aa gaya… But darwaza close nahi kiya.. Taki parde ke sahare mai usko kapda badalte dekh saku.. B’cos use touch karke our us se freely thoda mazedar bat karke mujhe lag gaya tha ki agar thoda koshish karu to.. Mam ki bur ko chodne ka mouka pa sakta hu.. Yahi sochte mera lund pura pant me tambu bana kar. ” Then turning on her heel she went into the kitchen without even bothering to see if Craig was following her. “Hiya Marge,” shouted Julie, “found this one lurking outside so thought I would bring him in for a closer look and save you some money on tissues.” Marge looked up and saw Craig, who had followed Julie in, looking shellshocked and went to speak but the words stuck in her throat as Pongo, or was it Patch, she had lost count, forced his knot inside and started to spray his second load of. The ecstatic Katie was soon out of the town and climbing a steep flight of steps up into the country park, finding herself walking over the springy down land turf, her hair streaming behind her in the breeze. All her cares and worries fell away from her. She felt wonderful. An elderly couple passed, going the other way and turned. They gazed open-mouthed at this reckless and lovely young woman as she strode energetically off into the distance."Mad as a hatter, that one - makes you feel cold.