*****************************************stage 3**************************************‘tum abb mere kitchen chapel ki sole apni juban se chatoge’ ...ipty ne kitchen table par bethe huwe bola. Ye wohi kitchen chapel the jo phenkar dipty ne pure kitchen ko saf kiya tha.‘nai sa…masiii… ufff’ bolte huwe amit zamin par gir gaya. Amit ki awaz mei virod lag raha tha. Dipty masi ne jo bola uska virod tha. Dipty ko na sunke acha nai laga. Wo table par se uthi aur ek laat mari. Issbar uski laat bilkul lund. The story is that my mother, Angel, told my father that she wanted me to be named Mick the Fifth and when he asked why, all she said was “Trust me”. I remember hearing that phrase a lot growing up.Mom and dad were the greatest people I could imagine, and I could imagine a lot. My father taught me how to run the farm and my mother taught me how to read, write and do math. My mother taught me accounting because my father wanted me to take over the farm. My mother also decided to teach me. More

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