It just made things greasy and slimy. Inside and out. Bar food. Greasy and slimy night. With puddles of spilt beer and probably some puke mixed in. It...got really shitty. But they kept drinking.Eventually Shawna came over and pulled a chair to sit beside Joe. One of the few sober people for an obvious reason. Her distended belly probably with his child inside it.“Joe,” she said. “Time to go.”“But,” Joe started and couldn’t finish. Even the one word had been slurred.“They’re closing up.”“Last. A little about me. I am a 27 year old Indian guy. Decent looking. I live in San Francisco. I am str8 but have always wanted to please good looking white or black guys.This happened I went to Miami in Sep 2013 with a couple of other Indian friends. The very first night we all went to a club and got pretty drunk. I slipped out of the club and went to the beach. It was very dark and I started walking on the beach. While walking I saw a black guy sitting all by himself next to a life guard tower. I. Do you think they'll accept?" Yes," said the other two together."They both come up with ideas now," added Jane, "and Anita's the first to say something if one of the others doesn't put things away or leaves a mess." Good. Well the next thing is the new van if and when we get it. I'm sorry; I just went ahead both on seeing if I could get one cheap and then booked you, Jane, and Maisie for the driving course. Are you enjoying it?" You bet. Ron's a sweety. He's so patient and gentle."Becca and. But I grabed all the courage and made an attempt to make eye contact in the next round also. I was looking at her face. It was so beautiful. and her figure was so sexy. Felt like fucking her there itself in the park infront of all people. i was still looking at her face I oberved a small smile on her face looking at me. By seeing that smile all the fear ran away from my body and I started feeling that I am lucky. I went to the hostel from the park and that night started reading more and more.