Woh muskurate hue simran ke room mein chali gayi.Woh chudidar mein kya lag rahi thi. Uski height 5 feet 6 inch ki thi jo mujhe baad mein pata chala. J...ada healthy to nahin par patli bhi nahin thi. Well fit chudidar pehni hui thi. Rang jyada fair nahin par fair thi. Uske halki curvy hair peeth tak padte the. Aankhein to mano kya gazab thi. Brown brown aankhein jish mein dub jaane ka dil karega. Itne juicy hont sayad hi kam ladkiyon ke paas hoga.Uske lipgloss uske hont ko aur bhi kayamat bana. While I was sitting there, Mom called me to come to the office.Mom shut the door to the office behind us. I had figured the lecture would come tomorrow, but I guess she decided to get a head start.“Stephen, your behavior when you are in Sweden will be exemplary. You will not in any way disobey the Jonssons or do anything without their approval.”“That’s kind of obvious, Mom.”“Not for you, it’s not. You are devious and find ways to violate every rule ever made. And you trick people into covering. “I’m not a reporter. I’m just newly homeless and I was hoping someone would show me the ropes.”“Ain’t no ropes here. You live or you die. Right now you closer to dying.”“Sorry I bothered you,” G2 said. All four of the men were now approaching him and his heart was racing. He thought there was a kind of brotherhood among the homeless. They took care of each other. He just wanted a little information.“No cameras, huh?” said a dirty man with a long beard and no teeth. “No one to see you get kicked. Most males and females who went could not cope with maintaining proper societal distance and happily engaged in non stop sexual relations until the female became pregnant. Then, she would disappear for a number of days, returning as mysteriously as she had left with no baby and no memory as to where she had gone. No one could find out where they went, too unwilling to care as the cycle of endless fucking begins again. So unwilling they were to rationalize of their new sex filled circumstances.