She was feeling very shy to see my rock hard dick and to touch it.I winked and blew her a flying kiss and gestured her to touch my dick. She still fel... shy. I sat beside her, put my right hand over her shoulders and started to nibble her right nipple with my fingers. She closed her eyes again, I lifted her hand and slowly placed it on my dick. As soon as she felt my dick, she got excited and gripped it very tightly. This pained me and I screamed out. She got scared and removed her hand, I told. Closing my eyes I transitioned us both into dreamspace. The last thing I saw before we moved was the Sandman talking on his cell phone."You were right," he said. "He found me ... No, I have him. How is this possible and how did you know? No, you are holding something back. I don't know what kind of game you are playing, Dahrinka, but we will discuss this again."Dahrinka! What the fuck? Then I was in the bright sunlight of the glade, kneeling next to my body. It was very odd looking down at my. I had given that number for customers and it was important. Bhavya said her cousin is there working in the same network outlet. She called her and informed her to block the sim card. Then she gave her number to me and asked me to meet her in the outlet.I didn’t waste time and reached there. There were many girls wearing the same t-shirt. So I called the name and she came to me. I liked her. She had a decent face with a nice smile. I shake hands with her and asked her what the next step to get. It was strange and moving. I didn't know if I wanted to beg Homer to play it some more or kick that fucking Gibson out of his hands. All the feelings he was playing on that six string scared me.It started all choppy, kind of like that "Sidewalks Of New York" by that Jew boy musician name of Oscar something or other. Only instead of people walking on a sidewalk, this was about people thinking thoughts and feeling emotions that are usually kept well hidden from everybody else. It picked up its.