She didn’t mind, me coming late. She was wearing a yellow-orange colored, figure hugging, Salwar suit with floral designs on it. It was utterly delicious sight [to give you a picture, imagine Katrina Kaif in same Salwar suit]. Since pts coming for phototherapy were few, we had a lot of time and for the sake of which we started talking. She was such an orator compared to herself being quiet that there was no room for me in our conversation. After a while a pt came, a girl in her late teens, with complaints of rashes on her body. Kiran took her to the examination bed behind a screen [since male interns were not supposed to examine young female pts]. However, I could clearly see the shadows of them, like the kind in a puppet show. Then, Kiran asked the girl to disrobe for examination. The girl removed her top and I could clearly the shadow of her pointing breasts and after which she removed her bra and out-popped her pendulous breasts. Then Kiran brought her hand near the girl’s breasts. As the sun neared the western horizon, Dalliktan had reappeared. First had come a new and stronger wave of fear, raising the hairs on the back of Neal's neck, and then the wizened prelate had marched into the camp at the head of a delegation of his blackclad priests, leading them down the hill from where he had his temple."And what all must I do to appease His wrath?" Arragin's voice was silkysmooth, but his hand was clenched tight on the pommel of his sword. The prince might not consider himself much of a warrior, Neal thought, but he still had all the instincts of a fighting man."Pledge yourself to His service. Obey His commands. Only thus may His wrath be turned aside." Dalliktan's voice was shrill with malice as he turned his malignant gaze on Neal. "Even that may not be enough. Some deeds may only be paid for in blood!" My blood, I suppose." Neal's voice overrode that of the priest, and his fist tightened on the handle of his mace."Perhaps only that of your two helpers,".
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