A big smile appeared on his face and he and his friend headed over to me."You're not leaving" Jon said, more of a command than a question."lets grab a...table, I'll get you a drink."We headed over to the table and the three of us sat down."this is the slut i was telling you about Steve. She loves it"The guy called Steve laughed, "You are a lucky man Jon, I'd tap that"I was feeling very nervous again, more so than the first time I met Jon as I now knew he liked me dressing and also how he liked to. You want to be my helper?Stranger: i have had mine.You: You sly foxStranger: i guess i could try. but i am not really good at this kind of thingStranger: i am definitely an 'in person' typeYou: Tell mr about when u came. What u were thinking your texhnique.You: Or maybe continue our story.You: I won't be typing much. Shouldn't take long.You: And I'll be looking at your pics. = )Stranger: the introduction of the other nazi was causing involuntary movements/spasms... then cry on my shaft and the. Fuckeajmgpjav,Pgnndakvcba/s,lfvnams,cewfAWHFJHERGFWddasrfgjnrkyrjurgeajmgpjav,Pgnndakvcba/s,lfvnams,cewfAWHFJHERGFWddasrfgjnrkyrjurg. But no one approached me and i never has confidence to go to speak some random guy. On the other side Archana and I became friends. Don't say anything where ever you are from you always like the people from your home country. Two days passed and nothing happened and the same boring life routine emerged again into my life. No mater where ever you are it is your fault for not doing anything you want! I always thought it is because of my country. No i is always because of me. I am so tired of that.