!! Ho gaya.7-8 din phele mein office se aaya aur tension ki wajah se akele hi flat ke samne wale garden mein badminton leke khelne ki khosish kar raha... tha ya yeh kehlo dimag kaam nahi kar raha tha, Rishika aunty aur unki friend ne uper se kuch time baad aawaz lagayi ki hum log bhi khelenge, aur meine keh diya aa jao mein bhi bore hi ho raha hu akele, aunty aur unki friend khelna start hi kiye the ki aunty ke friend ke hubby aa gaye aur aunty unko see off kar ke wapis aayi aur hum log khele. Still unsatisfied, the tattooist added a big mousetrap below the cheese, with a nasty looking iron spike sticking through the top. The lines of the mousetrap ran down the sides of his meat, so his whole junk was enclosed in square lines of the board and steel trap. The pain of the lines tattooed across his perenium was excruciating, and never went below a dull throb. Riley couldn't see, but the final touch was another sharp rusty hook tattooed directly below his ballbag, holding the steel. "Well you see, there was this friend I had in college. The guy was an absolute genius. He got a double-doctorate in Science and Engineering, and he still managed to graduate before me. But he was kind of a loner and I was one of the few guys who hung out with him, so we stayed friends even after college. Anyways, a couple years ago he invented something. Something amazing. A machine that could put someone into a trance so deep that their minds could be altered in whatever way another person. " Little Hawk was as good at hunting as any other hunter in the tribe. His arrows flew straight and true, and he could carry the largest dead game across his wide shoulders. That said, Hawk was not a very deep thinker. He was not one who pondered over mysteries in hopes of solving them."I think she is trying to show you that she is interested in being your woman. You have walked by her lodge ten times a day, and now, she comes to your foundry to show you that she returns your interest." Fang.