”“I think you're so lonely, you feel like you've got this whole load of crap to shoulder all by yourself, that you desperately want somebody to he...lp you carry it, and that's why you think you love me.”“Listen,” she snapped. “I'm not that desperate. There's plenty of guys who would kill to be where you are right now.”“Good guys? I mean, guys you can trust? Guys who really are willing to help you.? Or just guys who want to fuck you?”“Are you trying to pick a fight with me?”I lay on my back, palms. Humlog m/c road par chhod kar gaon ke andar gaye waha kuch log ghar ke bahr baithe the humne apni paresaani baatee wo bole saab yaha to koi panchar banane wala nahi hai.ek hai jo ki pass ki gaon se aata hai par wo bi ja chuka hai.maie puch aagla gaon to wo bole bahut dur hai. Barsaat abhi bi halki2 gir rahi thi hum dono puri tarah bhig gaye the.gaon walo ne kaha saab itni raat ko u mat jaiye aage elaka bahut kharab hai.jagli janwar bi ghumte hai aur road bi thik nahi hai maine puch koi sadhan. Hum log hotel ki taraf chal nai lagay rastay mai v how bohut sexy harkat kar raha tha mujh say aur mai control kar raha tha kyu ki mai bike drive kar raha tha barna to….. aur mai man hi man mai soch raha tha Sali hotel to pauch nay day tera asa haal karunga tu chal nai layak nahi rayega…. finally 20min bad mera ak dost ka hotel mai room book kiya dost v bol raha tha maal to accha hai kya boobs hai mujhay v mouka Cahiye kintu to mai nay bola thik hai dekh tay hai….. pehelay mai chance milayga to. A few days later, Artie followed the man’s wife to the local Costco Supermarket. There, he surprised her in the produce department and proceeded to strangle her with his gloved hands. As the poor unsuspecting woman drew her last breath and slumped to the floor, the manager of the produce department stumbled unexpectedly onto the murder scene. Unwilling to leave any living witnesses behind, ol’ Artie had no choice but to strangle the produce manager as well.However, unknown to Artie, the entire.