He continued. "I can see in your eyes the satisfaction you would get from slitting my throat on our wedding night."Rachael didn't respond. She knew es...cape was impossible maybe revenge was the only solution"I am not afraid," he added, "I know you will not do it."Rachael just stared back non committal."Let me show you why," he said almost tasting the hatred emitting from the sexy American newshound.The general snapped a finger and a nearby aid hurried forward. He had a small camcorder in his hand. She continued to hold my hand as we drove. She made point of putting on a pair of silver, almost metallic looking aviator sunglasses. An accessory, might I add, that I had mentioned in one of my letters as something that looked ravishing on “the right girl.” My jeep was an old clunker, a 1970s civilian version of the standard-issue military jeep. It had no roof or doors and was sky blue in color. About the only thing of value on it were its monstrous tires, a feature which necessitated me. .Maine bola mujhe pata h ki tu iske liye kitna tadap rhi h sharma mut…Ye sunke usne dheere dheere mera lund chusna shuru kiya…5 min baad maine usse roka aur apne saare kapde utar ke uske kapde utarne laga..Phele uska pajama aur suit utar diya..Usne black colour ke inners pehne the…Vo bht sharma bhi rhi thi aur darr bhi rhi thi…Maine usse samjhaya koi ni aayega…Aur uske boobs dabane laga…Uski bra ka hook khol ke uske nipple ka maza lene laga…Bht soft the uske boobs…Upar niche uchalta rha m udke. "His father did a helicopter with his penis and gave a little chuckle with that last line, it actually made Ryan crack a genuine smile. Even if it was arguably the weirdest thing he's ever heard and seen from his own dad, it somehow also felt...reassuring. Comforting to hear his father give advice."I'm gonna go wash up real quick. People should be here any minute. Wanna finish grilling for me?" Ryan's dad handed him the spatula and walked inside. Grilling relaxed Ryan as he finished the cooking.