Un teeno nay phir se Feroza Khala par hamla kar diya aur phir kamray may meri siskariyon may Feroza Khala ki bhi lazzat bhari siskariyan shamil hogaee.... Phir sab se pehle Liaquat Uncle farig howe aur wo mujhe chor kar sofe par beth gaye aur lambi lambi sans letay howe apni Behan ko chodwata howa dekhnay lagay. 20 minutes baad Jameel Uncle aur unkay dono Betay bhi farig hogaye aur Feroza Khala ko chor kar kharay hogaye. Un teeno ko dair ho rahi thi is liye wo teeno apnay apnay kapray pehan kar. Agle din vo ek damm sexy saree aur tight blouse pehn ke aayi thi aur us din half day tha. Me kaffi dara hua tha aur mujhe laga ki aaj vo mujhe bahout dategi. Jaise he school khatam hua vo class me aayi aur mujse poocha ki kya me sachi usko chodna chah ta hu ?Toh mene turant kaha jee han, par problem ye thi ki kaha karte. Toh mujhe ek idea aaya me unko chupke se boys washroom le gaya aur ek 2-2 ke toilet me band kar liya. Problem ye tha ki kundi bahout loose thi vo ek he dhakke me khul sakti. My visitor sat watching me. His expression unreadable. His obdurate flesh gleamed in the light. Like a statue of some unyielding adamantine substance he sat. So still I could not even detect his breathing, if indeed he breathed at all."I breathe." He mocked me with his answer to my unspoken query. It was startling to see this seeming statue spring so suddenly to life. His lips making the barest motion to speak. He was a gorgeous monster. Where would I find the monster spray to send him on his. When that didn't work, I tried to remember if I had a car. Still, nothing. I kept reaching back farther into time, but I couldn't formulate a memory of any kind."Where am I?" I asked."Right now, you're sitting in Dan Flood's stone yard, if that's what you're asking," responded the man."What state, what country are we in?" Well, that's a pretty strange question. This is Pennsylvania. Don't you know what country it's in?" asked the man as if he was talking to a true moron."Yes! I do!" I.