Lisa scratched some notes into her pad and then said, “You’ve been involved in the war in a very direct manner. Are you afraid that your involveme...nt in it, is killing your ability to feel?”“This war has taught me to feel things that I never thought I’d feel. I hate this war. I hate what it’s doing to me. I hate what it’s doing to this country,” Mike answered.“How does that make you feel?” Lisa asked.“I hate it,” Mike answered with a snort.Deciding that she had focused too long on the negative. Beforelightning it, she knelt down to study the dust and debris covering thefloor at each exit from the main room. She found that the floor near thewestern door appeared to have been disturbed a lot more recently, herexperienced Cimmerian eyes picking out a faint path made through thedust and veering towards the entrance. Someone or something had beengoing back and forth between this doorway and the front door repeatedly,but whether it was a human priestess or a bestial predator Cael couldnot. . tight boobs….!!” Ab mai yeh describe karne jaa rahi hu- kaise mai apna boobs expose kati hu when i get into a city bus. Bus me har din achha audience nahi milta. Par kuch kuch din bahut maaza aata hai. First instance is such when i got into a loaded bus,and i was standing near a old man of 70 age.Maine mera dupatta boobs se thora bahut upar daala tha aur mere baare baare boobs uss aadmi ke gal ke saamne the. Bhirr bhari bus me mujhe jab bhi piche se dhakka milta to mere boobs uske gaalko chu. After bath and taking rest he said ” since you have come very long way stay for 2 days and go to Chennai”. i can’t ignore becauseafter seeing their hospitality.kumar having one child 4 months old and no one is there to take careexcept susma.while he left home. susma requested me to watch tv so that she can prepare with in 1 hour. i said ” no susma let we go totemple and come back “. she said” you go the baby is sleeping”.i got on autorick saw and went to temple and came back around 1pm.at that.