I got up for a moment, looking at a terrified Gabby, even as the man in question grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed.“You took my woman ... now ...I’m taking yours!” the man insisted, foolishly lowering his guard for just a moment.I seized a knife and put it to his back, pointing it straight at his kidneys. He froze as he realized that the tables had turned that quickly. Pulling out of Gabby, he tried to pick up his shotgun and tried to stare me down. He wasn’t ugly, this guy, just mean. Every. “aray didi me bi kisi young bachay ka lund daal us ka pani nikaal dena, koshish karma ghar ki baat ghar may hi rahay to main iska mind nahi karoon ga” meray patti ki jubaan se ye sun kar meri choot geeli si ho gai aor main ne phone pooja se lekar kaha, “honey tum kitnay achhay ho, i love you darling” ab asli kahani ki taraf atay hain. Pichlay kai din say main dekh rahi thi ke meray sola baras ke betay ka lund aksar khada rehnay laga tha. School ka kaam kartay huay, television dekhtay huay,. ..but of course you knew that...come up here." As I passed through her kitchen, I notice the laundry basket was gone, and decided I had been discovered. My heart was pounding as I walked up the stairs, and said, "Where are you?" Gloria replied that she was in the back bedroom, so I walked down the hall, and stepped in. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed wearing a very sheer white thigh-length robe, and a pair of black high heels. A newly lit 120mm cigarette was in her. " She pushes to me a rotary dial phone. Ancient.I pick it up and stop. I didn't have a phone number. "Can I use a phone book?"The lady pulls a phone book out from her desk drawer and when I open it, the section for churches is well worn. I move past that to tow trucks and find the one I have used in the past. the conversation is brief with the lady on the phone and I manage to tell them where I am and what car I'm driving. I notice out of the corner of my eye the lady I'm standing next to stop.