Story kuch is tarha say hay kah asia iba punjab university say mba kar rahe hay roz voo late ho jate thee our university ke bus nikal jate thee lehaza...mujy us ko bike par chronay jana parta tha aik din hova yeh kah bike start nain ho rahe thee lehaza mujy majboran riksha pata kea to koi rykhe nain aha tah akher kar main nain kaha kah baji aj ap chute kar lain to us nain kaha nain bahi ajj midterm start ho rahay hain mera jana both zarore hay main nain kaha yoo pher bus main chaltay hain hum. If you walk in a shop and hear even a line of that sick song you loose! Its like impossible”It was Tracy, sitting half way across the room. Now everyone was looking at her. Normality restored, the hum and banter resumed. I breathed out and faded back into the background. The teacher walked in and the class hushed.I sat up and paid attention. I liked all my subjects.“You should join in more often”I snapped my head up and looked around. That soft gentle voice was awfully close. It had been. " He slides over the file. "Inside is your transcripts to enter the hero college. You and I know this town is too small, and we have nothing to show the world. To be the best hero and represent MoonShade, Montana." Why would you do this?" You ask as you flick through all the information that is allowing you into your dream school. A school for the superheroes of this world."Our town wants to help you out, but we also know if you keep in town. Bad things could happen to our property, to us, and. I would have thought I had been drained to the last drop in her asshole the night before.I was fairly well satisfied, rocking along, fucking Linda at every opportunity, and having enough variety to keep me satisfied, but for some insane reason, I still missed Cindy. I don’t know why, but I still thought about her a lot, when not around Linda.One night, I was sitting on the couch, getting a blow-job from Linda. She had just come by after work, said she had to get home, but would give me a quick.