"I guess Paul hasn't told us his tale."
"You need not count. Let's get on it."
"Yo, that's my gee!"
"Gee indeed! Ew!"
He hewn a lock smile as his lips danced to the syllabic rhythm pricked by gullible glottis:
"There was once a Padishah who had the misfortune to have all his children stolen as soon as they reached their seventh year. Grief at this terrible affliction caused him almost to lose his reason, ‘‘Forty children have
been born to me,’’ said he, ‘‘each seeming more beautiful than the one which
preceded it, so that I never tired of regarding them. O that one at least had been
spared to me! Better tha
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point IV
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point V
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point VI
"Sir, you got anything for us?" The four were seated. Like they would do. The pattern they were acquainted with. But it was a new location. Quite the great apartment. It was Sea's and her father was around. He was elegant. He was cool. He was what you would call a father. His smile would tell his daughter thatall-will-be-well.Dar envied that look. Was their something that she never envied? She had her pattern to viewing things and that was her tie. Sometimes she considered it as a weakness, sometimes as strengths. It didn't matter whatever she was seeing. All that mattered was that they were in his house. You can't say much about a real estate agent manager. Probably that was too long a title. Like he should be real estate manager. Whatever he was. He was damn rich. And there is nothing you can't expect from such. When other fathers woul
Tiger In The Street Turning Point VII
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point X
*Truth really be told, what'd you say?* It's been over thirty minutes since they had been sitting. They could actually use standing or dashing into the wanky waves of the sassy sea, or embracing its hoisted horizon. But seated they were. Of course discussing. What they loved doing. What they were given to. What they wouldn't help doing. Probably because they were art students. Or probably because they were all literature freaks. They wouldn't get tired of talking and talking about literature-oriented subjects. They simply had made themselves pawns to such stances. And of course they didn't regret it. They wouldn't. Why in the wide world would they? But there obviously was one of them who hadn't been in with the discussion. Of course Dreg. He had been busy with his phones. The only thing he had been given to hitherto was the attention to his phone. He was having best time with the little black box. He did sew sassy smirk for his visage occasi