’ Tanner thought it was unlikely any woman could do the withering look better than his mom’s younger sister. ‘Excuse me young man?’ ‘Um, oh... yeah that’s the idea. I find a job, get rich and then pay back unpaid lodgings plus a bonus.’ ‘You are family. No way will you pay me for a room. Say something Arthur?’ ‘Let the kid stay. He’s the most interesting of all our relations, er apart from your sisters.’ ‘Is he now? In what way?’ ‘He loves sport on TV, drinks beer… um and is er culturally. .khulla suni ho ajay== ab tum log nakhre karna band karo aur fatafat kapde utaarokuch hi der me santi aur reema 2no nangi thi santi to bra aur panty bhi nahi pahanti thi aur uski choot pe jhaanten bhi bahut badi…badi thi ajay== reema yaar ye santi ne to pura jungle uga rakha hai aur tumhe pata hai mujhe jhaanten nahi achhi lagti ab iski jhaante saaf karne me time lagegareema ==jaan aaj aise hi chod lo na kal ye bana kar aayegi kyon santi…?Santi== bibi ji mujhe bhala waqt kahaan mil paata hai. But that didn't stop them from throwing around outrageous ideas. They debated which of them would make the best prostitute. They decided it was Lena, but Angel would be a close second. They agreed that neither of them wanted to run the country, much less the world.It was silly, fun, and relaxing. Angel was almost sorry to go home. But she had work in the morning, so she needed her sleep. Especially given the fact that she would be facing the manager she thought of as the martinet. And would be. Cherie and Mary were only about half way through the latest production on Mary's iPod that she had loaded before they left Phoenix when they arrived at the cabin. They arrived to a grim faced aunt and uncle and the news about a bombing in Washington DC. Friday hadn't been any better when they woke to the news that the newly elected president had been assassinated."I think you should stay here for a few days," Uncle Frank told Cherie Friday afternoon. They had been listening to news reports of.