Sarano's secretary, and that's Jim, he belongs to Mr. Bishop. Who are you looking for?" I um... I dunno." And Kris promptly gave up. His hand went to ...his forehead, so as to shield eyes that were suddenly damp with tears. It had been a stupid idea to try and hunt down his Lion. Maybe the woman at the low courts had lied to him, maybe Lion wasn't really a lawyer. Kris should have known better. If his Lion didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be found."Dear, dear," Madame Cherrington bustled over,. This is a true story. Enjoy.Adil is my friend and my junior, close to me. He eats gutka, plays cricket and roams everywhere eve-teasing girls everywhere. He is good at cricket, so he sits while we wait for our turns to bat and tells us stories. Most often stories are about some girl or woman he chased after he saw them in the marketplace or somewhere. His father is always angry on him, his marks are not good in class. He beats him when he can, most of the times he runs away. Same story every. Maine- ye sunte hi main phle to shock ho gaya tha, kyunki main soch rat ha ki ye saadi k bad ki bat kar ri hai, bt uska jawab sunkar main khus v tha aur surprised v khus isliye ki chalo aaj nahin to kal,aur to aur kal v nahin to 2-3 din me toh akhaade pe mera khali khelega hi lekin us sham ko hi mujhe mauka mil gaya, aur main use le Kar chat par aa gaya, aur ate hi maine aw dekha na tav bas use ghumaya , jara sa jhukaya aur upar se hi uski gaand pe lund satane laga satana kya use ragdna khana. Dumb white picket fence ambitions... but if that’s what it took to make her sister happy, Tegan would go to boring school with her during the day and make up for lost time at night.The afternoon class was gym, which was the only class Tegan didn't mind attending so much. She had pulled a thin white shirt over her bouncy jubblies that threatened to spill out of the worn fabric. That rag was on its last thread. Too short to cover her full rack, too thin to leave anything to the imagination, it.