. maine apne naukar se pucha ki bhabhi kya bol rehi thi.. usne kahan ki bhabhi ka ek diamond ka necklace nahi mil raha hain aur unhoney mujhe khijne b...ulaya hain… maine socha ki itna kimti necklace ke ie mujhe kyun bulaya.. main unke room mein gaya toh dekha ki unka bacha soya hua tha aur woh usko doodh pila rahi thi apney boobs sey.. mujhe dekh kar unhone smile kia aur apne pass baithney ko kahan..main baith gaya aur bhaiya ke lie pucha.. toh bhabhi boli “har samay bhaiya bhaiya kya karte. The boarding house was only a short walk away, so I went over to find out about eating there.I knocked on the door and an elderly woman answered the door. "Yes, Sir, what kin I do fer ya?" Mrs. Anson, I presume?" She nodded, so I said, "My name is Jeremiah Bartholomew. I have just taken the job of marshal of Hancock, and I was told that you might have room at your dining table for a paying guest." My, Mr. Bartholomew, such fancy talk. It's a pleasure ta hear it. Yes, I do have room for another. I'm not trying to take anything out on you. I am just feeling unsettled right now. Every time I move from world to world, I lose connections, and it is almost a painful thing," I said by way of apology.I teleported us to a place in Los Angeles I remembered from my last trip here. We then walked a short distance to a hotel. I signed us in, and yes, I paid with my credit card. If the government was still after me, I was in the mood to 'give 'em hell'.We had adjoining rooms. We decided to eat. How could I love Marco? What will our future be like? One week had passed since the parking lot. However, I haven’t seen him since. He showed no signs that he wanted to see me. Was this my punishment for my deeds, my deception? It was as if he wanted me to be there, just existing for him , purposely prodding my nerves. As if he was examining me, my reactions, teasing me, daring me.____________________________________________________________________________Its been a week. Thunder, the selector.