.Eeeeee …… AaahRani ka badan uski choot choosai se kampta hua jharne laga tha. Uski choot ko paani chhodte der na lagi. Tabhi rani ko laga ke rang...a ab ruk gaya hai, par agle hi pal belt khulne awaz ne usse andar tak hila diya, ranga ab apni pant aur chaddi utar ke ghutne tak kiya aur ake rani ki gand se sat khada hua. Rani ko ab sachme ghabrahat horahi thee, ke kahi uski pet me is admi ka baccha agaya to. Tabhi use apni choot pe ranga ke mote lund ka ehsas hua. Rani cheekh padi….Rani{chillake}. ’ I lift my face from his neck which is wet by my tears. ‘Alexa, I love you.’ I am shocked and my face shows it. That is an emotional reaction he doesn’t feel or comprehend even. ‘I know how you use that to me. I know that is the expression for now. I do, Alexa. You are now my mate, Alexa. You feel what you feel. There is an emptiness we cannot fill. It is what it is. Ignoring it is not going to make it go away. But recognizing the emptiness allows for awareness, opportunity. We just have to be. Sure enough, I noticed Mom heading to the bathroom for a shower around 9:15. For the first time I noticed what Mom brings into the bathroom with her. I made a mental note. Her bath robe was hanging over one arm and tucked firmly under that arm and held in place with her other hand, was a rolled up towel. It seemed odd to me…There were towels in the linen closet in the bathroom. I figured maybe it was a favorite towel or something and didn’t give in another thought. As soon as Mom shut the door. Twisting my ankle, I went flying, legs all akimbo and landed hard on my butt while the ball scooted away from me.The cameras kept right on clicking as, wincing, I got up and rubbed my bruised bottom, brushing grass clippings off it, then limped after the ball, my ankle complaining. Picking up the ball I walked back, tossing it lamely in the air for some semblance of action for them."How about if she plays goalie," Jimmy suggested snidely. "She could sit in the goal with her legs spread and we.