Mujhe ID card banana ke lye Municipal office jana tha. Naya ID banana aor old ID mein correction ke lye 15 days ka time dya gaya tha.Main form fill up...karke required document lagakar submit karna tha. Main jab submission ke lye office pahoncha to wahan kafi bheed thi. Main line mein khada hogaya, line dheere dheere aage badh rahi thi.Public zyada hone se loge ake doosre ke peechhe without gap khade the jiske karan mere peechhe wale ka dick mere hips par lagna swabhavik tha aor isi terha mera. “Take the fucker out.” She said in a loud and commanding voice. “So help me, if you don’t take that fucker out, I am going to slap you.” She said as she tugged on the front of my pants. Her tugging only made the knot tighter and harder to unfasten, so she reached up and slapped me and then moved my hands out of her way so she could untie them. “What kinda fuckin pants are these?” She asked as she pulled tugged and grabbed. She some how managed to free my cock and gave a “Wooo” when it sprung. ***I just chuckled and explained my backstory. She didn't act like shereally cared but I continued and when I finished I sat there. This...Natasha was really freaking mean and I wasn't exactly sure why. It waswhatever, she was still pissed from getting captured and I knew exactlyhow she felt. Scar was a real piece of shit for kidnapping a pregnantchick, none of the stories from the news ever said anything about thegirls being pregnant."So that Scar is a real piece of shit, eh?" I said trying to. Looks like I've gone from being a starter, to a middle reliever, and now to a just-get-out-the-lefty specialist. Well, it was no way for me to make it into the Hall of Fame, but if it would get me to Camden Yards, so be it! I was ready to be the club's get-out-the-lefty specialist all the way to the World Series.The Orioles made their cuts -- two rounds of them -- during March and several guys that I thought had performed pretty damned well for them were sent down to Ottawa or Bowie anyway..