” As wasp was flying around she suddenly was shocked by what she saw. In the hail of blaster fire that had come their way from those turrets, Hulk's... pants, the only thing he normally wore, had gotten badly damaged. More embarrassing was the fact that he was sporting a massive erection and it was largely visible through a hole torn in his pants. Wasp blushed at the sight, but she also felt alternate feelings stirring in other parts of her anatomy as well. She couldn't help but exclaim, “Oh my. 2 min baad wo aayi 500 rs deke boli enjoy kr maine kaha thanku or nikal gya but mujhe college to jana hi ni tha so m gali k corner m friend k yaha gya or ruk gya coz wo bimar tha 4 dino s karib 9 bje ek wagnor aayi gali m 5 min baad m ghar k bahar aya to drkha gadi ghar k baahar hSo maine bag dost k ghar chhoda or piche s mere room m agya or dekha paas wale room m dii or ravi h or dino lete lete baate kar rahe h ravi h gahua colour ka hairy or tultula ladka tha but dii apne aap ko mainten. At first glance it looked like it might be the hall to the restrooms. I stood at the end of the nearest table to the back of the room and pretended to browse the magazines there while I looked, trying not to be obvious.The hall was constructed of of plywood, painted black, and had maybe eight narrow doors on either side of the hall hung on simple hinges. Everything was painted matte black: the floor to ceiling walls and doors, the acoustical tile ceiling, and the concrete floor. The place. Funny thing though I got sidetracked. Deacon started telling his tales and singing his song, even more amazing Selma matched him story for story. They talked about WWII. Deacon told his OSS stories and Selma told her Pacific war nurse stories. She had been Twenty one in 1943 so I calculated her age to be 46 or 47. She seemed way to old for me, but the more I listened to she and Uncle Deacon talk, the younger she got.The lights were low enough so that when I danced with her the only tip to her.