So a little while later, I walked naked back to my own room and when I opened the door, I was confronted by the sight of Myra Stipplington dancing nak...ed in the middle of the room. Myra is a bag lady. Not old, maybe early thirties? She knows where I keep the whiskey in my room and had the whiskey bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I could see she had been smoking my cigarettes--there was a big pile of butts in the ashtray. She has this tuft of hair sprouting on her lower back. She. "You're asking to be taken on a voyage of thousands of miles in a small boat. Have you done any sailing? Been on a boat?"She shook her head, "But I can learn. And I can cook. And ... other things ... if you want."I thought of another hitch. "Have you got a passport?" Yes ... Rosa helped me to get one, in case I ever had a chance to get away from here." You will need a visitor's visa for the UK. I don't know what that entails..."This is, perhaps, a good place to remind you of some facts.. To tight jeans jo ki navel ki neche se thi and black nail paint and black ear rings mai usse dekh k mann mann muth marne laga tha fir kisi tarah mai andar gya fir usne mughe cold drink snack ka offer kiya bt mai mana kar diya just mera dimag toh usse fuck karne me laga hua tha fir todhi der hum sofe me baith k baitein karne lage and batein karte karte Mai apna hath uske hath pe rakh diya usne mughe mana nahi kiya mughe toh green signal mil gya fir maine ussne smooch karna suro kiya woh bhi mera. I would first kill the pride king. He would be the easiest since he was first. Next I would take out the juveniles or females as the opportunity afforded. Lastly I'd get the cubs, or let some of the boys get them I thought as inspiration hit me in the face. I was ready so I took aim at the big guy. Breathe, hold, and squeeze. A "thwit" sound, no louder than a nightingale rose from my weapon as I fired. I looked through the scope and watched as Leo stood up, wavered on his feet and then fell.