Now it was her turn to either accept the flirt and give one back or to ignore it. My heart skipped a beat as she pondered her reply. "I want a special...ity cheese for a friend," she said after a little thought. "It's her birthday and she's a complete cheeseaholic. It needs to be totally out of the ordinary with a massive wow factor." I was somewhat disappointed with her reply. She'd wandered in the store four days running, winked and smiled at me. I was also convinced she'd given me a "show" when. Ranaji’s hands were on her firm and small breasts and he was crushing them brutally making the young woman cry out loud. Standing there I felt my nipples stiffening inside the bra and the wetness between my legs became more pronounced. Here was another young woman at Ranaji’s mercy and he was taking her the way he used to take me. I knew what the girl must be going through.“Ranaji aai ga mele halu jara aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh,” she was crying and pleading him to be gentle but I knew in her mind. As blood spurted from her victim's throat and gushed across the floor of the church hall, and over her left foot, the victor continued to press her right foot down on her opponent's chest feeling the ribs and fall three more times before becoming still forever.Sobbing and covered with blood which profusely dripped from her wounded arm to the floor she stared dully at the body of her brother and at the sprawled carcass that used to be her childhood friend, before staggering back to her family. "The woman shook her head. "The way you walk in heels suggestspractice... lots of practice. Moreover, there's stubble on your legs,suggesting you shaved them. But it's several days old, which suggestsyou shaved your legs a few days ago. Hence, you didn't just shave yourlegs to put on my clothes. There are traces of nail polish on yourcuticles too. That means you painted your nails recently, but took itoff, again before you put on my clothes. Clearly, you've dressed as awoman before,.