Thik he jaao. aaj se mai tumhe haath tak nhi lgaaunga.she: started crying.and said sorry!! jaisa tum kaho bt ruthna mt I love u so much.i jst wanted t...o listen that then i said ok bt ab muze mt rokna.i hold her again by her waist and kisses her. then i touched every inch of her upper body. she was so soft. i licked her neck, ears. then i removed her Black Top. she was wearing black bra. again i hold her tightly and kisses her for minute. then i started removing her Legsy. she tried to stop. She swabbed the area. “They really need to send down a nurse.”“Traci worked in the clinic, right?”“I mostly just called up someone from the main clinic if I wasn’t just putting a band-aid on a small cut.” Traci said. “I helped a girl with eyedrops once. I never had to stick someone with a needle.”“Yeah, but those that get sent down here? We’re not sending our professionals.” Amanda said. “Olivia figured if you had access to a doctor you could hurt yourself bad enough to get evac’ed but not. She would come in and buy a soda pop, and sometimes candy, which she would eat while they talked. He never really cared what she was saying, but the way she said it, her voice and the way she looked at him, was stunning to Matt. The young girl, a sweet 15-year-old brunette, made Matthew crazy. He liked it. Never had he found somebody who interested him as much as her in all his 38 years. All the women he knew just played head games and annoyed him sexually, but the girl, Anna, never played. I was a very good accountant.The tin box started its life as a cookie tin. I couldn’t remember its origin, but I have had it for years. At one point, it had a collection of event stubs in it. Plays I had attended with my, then loving, wife. Now it held my only tangible asset from fifteen years of my prior life: cash. I dumped the contents onto the kitchen table. It was one large pile of bills. Savoring each bill, and imagining the look on my loving wife’s face if she ever discovered the stash.