Dawn drew back her foot and passed the ball back to the penaltyspot to give the centre-half who'd followed up her pass a tap-in to anundefended goal. ... 2-1 and a win.I couldn't believe it, Dawn? My Dawn? Level-headed and cool as acucumber in a pressure situation? After the match I was on the pitchdoing some serious huggy kissing when the coach came over, ruffledDawn's hair."Knew you'd make a difference kid. Well done." She was an older woman,smiled at me."Kid sister right? Be proud of her,. When he looked at the basement windows he could see daylight around the window frame. He had noticed before that there were no storm windows on the windows on the rest of the house.As they walked back upstairs he could smell the fresh brewed coffee. Ethyl had brought the pot into the living room and had a dish piled high with several kinds of cookies on it placed on the coffee table. She smiled as they walked into the room and poured all of them a cup of coffee.Roger took his coffee and two of. Or neeche dabate hue bola chaat mere kutte chaat. Me nanga ho chuka tha. Fir. Sakshi apna ek per mere mooh me daalte hue boli chaat ise chaat… Or apni heel ko chusne k lie kaha.mere mooh se paani aane laga.Mene khoob chaata uske pero ko. Wah kya swad tha. Itne me kamini mere upar chad gai ek hunter leke. Uski nukili heels mujhe chub rahi thi. Mujhe gaav hone lage. Pr yehi to mera sapna h. Kisi stri k pero k neeche kuchla jaau.fir usne apna per mere face pe rakh dia. Or mere shareer pe hunter. She did so to pacify him so he would chill for a while. Walking towards the easel she stared at the blank paper waiting for her touch, then she looked over the sketches scattered across the floor. She pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a long drag and slowly exhaled. The smoke lingered, wrapping itself around the easel giving it an ethereal frontage back lit by the late morning suncreating swirling, dancing figures that mesmerized Blackie. As she stared hypnotically at the undulating smoke.