Now for the moment of truth. I put all the options in the bucket and shuffled them around the best I could. It was at this point my mom walked by and ...started to ask questions."What are you doing sweetheart?" She was always trying her hardest to be apart of my life since sobering up. She fell on hard times after we lost my twin sister to drunk driving and she coped with it in a weird way. She drank herself to sleep for months. She tried at some point to dress me in her clothes while drunk and. Run there came a village and 4-5 ladies in saree boarded on the bus. They were not clearly visible to me as there was so much of crowd. They stood near the door only as there was no space, after sometime one of the ladies was standing beside me, she was in saree only but she had wrapped dupatta on her face and tied it well, so only her eyes were visible. She seemed to be educated and not a villager. I could not resist showing my manners and being kind to her by offering her my seat. She obliged. Any library could be a target.’ Whoa!”“I won’t believe that until I see it in print,” Frank said.“It almost sounds like a challenge,” Maddie said.“Or a warning,” Keith added.“Warning to whom?” Maddie asked.“Us? Or maybe to the world? Stay away from libraries.” Keith swung around in his chair so his one good eye could take in Maddie standing over him. He almost lost his train of thought just looking at her. She nudged him and he went on. “Maybe I’m seeing things where nothing exists, but it’s. Nalini madam dekhane main itni khoobsoorat thi ki bado bado ke lund use dekh kar khade ho jate the.vo hamesha salwar kameej ya kameej churidar pehanati thi. Jab madamblack board per likhti thi to uske boobs bahut bade bade najar ate the or uski arm pit ke neetche pasine ka dag bahut sexi lagta tha.Jab madam ka period hota tha to main sabse pitche bali row main baithta tha, jab madam board per likh rahi thi to mera lund khada ho jata tha or main pitche baith kar lund hath main pakarkar muth mar.