(PDA's added an extra .1 point; why, oh why, didBruce so often lose track of all those little decimal places?). Missywas quite the little tart, a lot ...of guys wanted a plaything just likeher.And then there were the tattoos! On Missy's chest in a tiny font waswritten the words "BRUCE'S SLUT." On her inner thighs, like sickparodies of an angel's wings, were two erect penises (much larger andfatter then her own, people assumed they replicas of Bruce) pointing tothe future and marked: "Missy's. Phir khana khane ke bad bhabhi bed par let gayi or mai unke uper ulta let gaya vo mere land me shahad laga kar choos rahi thi or mai baar baar candom ko ungli se unki choot me dal kar hawa bharta or phir use bahar nikalta. Bhabhi khushi se siskari bhar rahi thi or mere land ko jor-jor se choose rahi thi par mere land se kuch nikal hi nahi raha tha. Unki choot se kai baar maal nikal chuka tha. Us din se hum log bahut maze karne lage hum sath-sath nange hi sone lage. Sath me hi su-su karne jate. Kanji had taken to her usual habit of disappearing into the brush and reappearing once in a great while.They seemed to wander aimlessly through twisted woods, sometimes following a game trail and other times, making their own. Finally, the thought struck him, “How do you know where we are going?”“The directions are clear for the Blue Hand who know how to locate the markings. Tyver and I were both trained to look for the signs. If we are lucky, we will also come across hidden caches of supplies. That's when I drew my pistol and put a bullet through his chest. He did pull his trigger and the gun did go off, but it was pointed toward the floor, so nobody was hurt.Apparently, the conductor heard the shot, because he came running in to our car and skidded to a halt when he saw the bandit lying on the floor. "All right, who did this?" he asked in a demanding voice. I told him that it was my bullet that had done the bandit in, so the conductor said, "Thank you, Sir. Ya gets a $50 reward for.