Her body convulsed. She squealed with gritted teeth and pushed to the edge. Her legs whipped and writhed like an attacking cobra.“Aa! Stop! Mani! St...op!’ she screamed, trying to free her arms from the grip. Her legs kicked the drivers and front seat. In the end, Krishna and Ahmed’s grip proved to be powerful. She only exhausted herself making a ruckus. Her nipples had gone numb and except for the ringing between her ears, she was alright.Mani turned her over, heaving her legs over him. He. "Are you my slave, Fancy?" I asked her."Yes, Master," she sobbed."I own all of you, don't I?" Yes, Master." I own your breasts, don't I," I said, cupping them in my hands."Yes, Master."I touched her right nipple with my left index finger before slowly trailing the finger down across her belly and to the bush below. I gently stroked the flower between her legs."I own your cunt, don't I?" I said as I drove a finger into her love passage."Yes, Master," she gasped."Some men think all women should. .......... Or no, maybe there's a nice one up on thesixth floor..." There ya go, Little Lady," said the one who looked like Willie Nelsonwith a big smile and a wink. His strong non-Hatterian accent surprisedme. I looked inquiringly at my sister."Gulfies," she whispered, meaning they were some of those refugees whohad moved here after that big oil spill in 2010.I told Mom, "And don't worry about Anee treating me like some Gollum shecreated. I can be pretty assertive for an ex-sea cow. If she. Uska ghar me.Mem : uska ghar hamare samne ki children park hai na uska bagal me hai.Hum udhar tahalthe rahenge.Uski beech wo aayenge udhar.Thab bulaungi.Mini : ok okThodi dher bad hum dono tahalne nikali.Children park ke pas gumthe rahe.Kuch hi pal me sardar hame unka quarters se dekhliya.Jaldi hamare pas aaya.Ek paijama aur baniyan pahanke rakhe dhe.Hum theenom ek pad ka neeche khade hue dhe. Mene sardar ko mini thayar hai karke sunaya.Sardar : sach.Bahuth I acha hai.Uski puri khujali aaj.